At this time of year, if you’ve got the windows open, you’ll be awoken by the birds, who start chirping and chattering around 4:45.

And if you live on my block and you managed to fall back to sleep after the birds woke you up, you’ll hear the rhythmic crash of a Dumpster being emptied into a truck, behind the Target around the corner. At 5:15.

I’ll take the birds, thanks. Even if one of them did poop on a shirt I had hanging on the clothesline yesterday.