Batting on a window on the south side of the house is the first thing I hear as Mountain Standard Time light wakes me at 6 a.m. I get up to investigate. It turns out to be an anxious gray flycatcher, trying to get in. I don’t know why. I turn from the flycatcher to the mountain and notice a shower lifting as clouds redden to the east. I think maybe I’ll return to bed but encounter a rainbow to the north. This is all too interesting to go back to sleep.