That Special Quality of Morning

Its nice to look out and see the sun rising in the morning while I'm having my first cup of coffee.
Soon after it peeks over the horizon, the mountains in the distance take on a bluish hue and a soft fog rises briefly in the valley below. My first visitor to the birdbath is often this mockingbird.
He announces his presence with a squawk that is becoming familiar and if the bath is frozen I soon add water. Think maybe he's training me?
On the morning of these photos the bath had almost frozen over again by the time of this visit. But he found a drink around the edges.

I'm noticing a kind of ettiquette developing around the birdbath. The mockingbird reins.