Early in the Morning

I generally cycle anywhere I can. I have a Black traditional style Giant bike and favour the towpath of the Worcester canal as a route to work. I have quite a stressful job and that 15 minute trundle calms me down and sets me up for the day.

Last year I would generally have Nick Drake or Belle & Sebastian on the old MP3 player but since spring has come I am finding just the birdsong to be enough. There are chiff-chaffs everywhere at the moment and as I pass this bridge (not my photo, but the real bridge) there is a thrush imitating a mobile phone. I have heard it two mornings in a row. You can't beat the sound of birds on a spring morning, nor the sight of the mist rising from the water while the denizens of the boats and launches are still fast asleep.