I love waking up to morning farm sounds.
Turkey gobble.
Rooster crow.
Duck quack.
Goose honk.
Guinea squawk.
Bird cries, which are quickly silenced by the shrill whistle of kettle and the bzzzzz of the coffee grinder as Philip makes our french press full of thick, dark fragrant ritual.
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