One Sunday morning One Sunday morning I woke up and noticed that something changed. For the first sight It seemed an ordinary autumn morning, dark and borring. I looked through the window to check. What a great surprise it was for me when I saw the sun is already above the tops of the trees. A group of tiny birds which were on the branches of the one of the trees waved their wings as though as greeting the sun. And the last sent them it's warm beams in reply. As the birds sang a song the wind whistled in the bushes and rustled dry brown leaves trying to play along their song. Birches and lime trees swayed to the beat too. Sharp beams of light cut through the grey-white clouds and reached at last the sill of the window I stood by. I was sorry to interrupt this morning symphony, but I had to start my daily activities... So, it was an amazing start to the day. Do you agree?