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After the dawn beckons

The first sounds in my backyard on a summer morning are those of the birds, including the cardinal’s cheerful syrupy song, as they stretch their wings and announce their presence to the world (http://www. allaboutbirds.org/guide/northern_ cardinal/sounds). Eos, the rosyfingered Greek goddess of dawn, as she was so often described by classical Greek poets like Homer, begins to brighten the world. Her rising light sprays warming rays through the forest leaves (Fig. 1). From treetops to soil, creatures both animal and vegetable awaken, stretch, and yawn, preparing for the day. And what a beautiful day! A nice walk in the woods is in order. Bees buzzily explore flowers for nectar and birds flit here and there, chirping away. The air is filled with insects in countless numbers and variety. Ant caravans explore the surface terrain while chipmunks rummage the leaflitter and worms tunnel below. Cicadas strum and a cricket chirps. I’m surrounded by a panoply of plants, short and tall, lush with bedewed leaves spread open to the sun. But then, if I look closely, I see that this is an illusion. The serenity ends. The early bird has already gotten its worm, and eaten it alive, to boot. A tiny insect flies in the dappled sunlight, zipping this way and that, innocently, it would claim, looking for something even tinier to eat, until an agile gnatcatcher swoops past and, in a flash, the gnat’s world comes to a painful end in the dark hell of the bird’s gut. No more time to muse about the beautiful day and the thrill of existence or about filling its own hungry belly. But the gnatcatcher chirps (or burps) contentedly (http://www.allaboutbirds.org/ guide/blue-gray_gnatcatcher/sounds).