Easter time and the need to arise early is relegated to the status it often receives on the weekend. Rolling out of bed the other day at around 11am, I made my way to the kitchen and sat down to breakfast. I noticed that their were three Black Birds in the garden, two females and one male. They appeared to be searching the ground with great purpose. Moments later I noticed the male had its beak in the ground, and in the blink of an eye it raised its head with a large worm in its beak. Half his luck.
So the moral of the story, the only the early bird getting the worm is nonsense. Sleep in!