That's the first line of an English ballad; it fit me today.
I started out at 7:30 for the Mount, for the Elizabeth DiNunzio Memorial Trail, created a few years ago in honor of an outstanding Mount student who died just weeks before her graduation, hit by a truck as she was running along Annandale Road.
It's a safe place - a two mile track around the edges of the West Campus - for runners and walkers.
This morning it was a delightful place for birds, and birders.
I saw 33 species without ever leaving the trail ( know I would have seen more if I had ventured closer to the streams and thickets).
Among the highlights: my first view this year of Baltimore Orioles. There were many, all along the trail, and they were singing.
Another highlight: my first ever sighting of a Horned Lark, just grazing on the track, looking at first like a Mourning Dove.
What else? Brown Thrasher, Pine Warbler, Savannah Sparrow...
It was 65 degrees, sunny and breezy, a blue sky morning, and I was in my glory.