I got out of bed at "stupid o'clock" and peered out between the curtains. A fox was timidly snooping about under the bird feeders. There's a lot going on out there while we snuggle under our duvets, you know. A silver half-moon hung in the sky as I strode off to the local woodland. A hedgehog sauntered off into the undergrowth. The little River Mel babbled gently under the footbridge as I made my way to a tree stump in the clearing, sat down and waited.