My Little Feathered Friend

Having trouble sleeping, I hope, is normal for what I have gone through and am recovering from.  it seems it's feast or famine.  Either I'm up at 5:00 am or 1:00 pm.  Somewhere in there is a happy medium.  I happened to have good timing today.  Zippy and his pals come out of torpor before the sunrises.  I end up getting back light on them in the morning because I face east.