Daybreak A dog barked up at the farm, and I
lay awake listening to it. For a time it was the only sound. and then an owl hooted in the trees across the road. Slowly the blackness above the trees dissolved into a grey light. A bird twittered somewhere and was silent again. The quietness of the coming of the day was disturbed by a faint, far-off sound like the buzzing of a bee. The dog barked once more and the bee was louder and I recognised the sound. A two-stroke motor-cycle had come over the hill, along the winding road and down into the village. I could hear its of change as it passed between the stone walls on the other side of the glen. In a few minutes I could hear it no more, but the light was brighter. A grey morning had come, and all the birds in the neighbourhood were singing to it. Up at the farm someone had .let out the dog. I could hear it barking in the sounding- box of the Dutch barn.
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