Not to brag, but when I was living on a farm, I got to wake up to this every morning:
Disregarding the cockatoos and kookaburras, waking up every morning to this scenery already made my day better. Plus my room was faced directly towards the sunrise so even if I tried to sleep in, I couldn’t because sunlight would just be hurdling through the thin curtains and beating me awake.
The cool thing about farm life is that it’s really peaceful. Before coming to Australia, I lived in an apartment in a pretty shoddy neighborhood so I didn’t know what quiet meant being surrounded by thin walls and loud neighbors. On the farm, the quiet is almost deafening and it was unsettling at first but then I started tuning in to the finer noises – insects buzzing, birds calling, dogs barking – and decided that I liked natural noises over the noises of my neighbors any day.