Pale blue sky, sickle moon, thin white coating of frost on the rooftops and a tingle in the air - winter's on the way.
Our kitchen tap drips intermittently, releasing one drop into the pan of water below. Plop.......plop. A tram rumbling by in the next street. A jet floats by. But inbetween, silence. Morning silence. So quiet, I can just make out the faint hiss of white noise in my ears.
Silence. Essential for the start of a good day.
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