Sunday, November 7, 2010

Donkey Sunrise

The donkey herd habitually arrives at the front pasture upon sunrise, which they announce with an alarming amount of synchronicity. Tucked away in Marta, the world is silent, until suddenly five ragged, screeching voices blare from the east. It's a pretty impressive alarm clock, if you're needing to be shocked out of bed at 6am on a Saturday morning. Once their work is done, they promptly curl up and snooze until mid-morning. An odd ritual. But then, an odd creature, so what do you expect.

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