Ravens woke me up this morning, some flying over head and one, by the sounds of it, on my rooftop. They do that occasionally. This morning, I heard their far off gargle-caws as they were flying and singing, but also I heard something strange. The raven on my rooftop appeared to be laughing. Now, if you've never heard a raven laugh, which I hadn't until this morning, imagine what an old man, slightly tired, maybe just waking up, perhaps a long time smoker, with a pipe in his mouth and a mouthfull of water. Now this man is gargling, and laughing all at the same time and ends his laugh with a deep throaty caw. That's what the laughing raven sounded like. What a great way to wake up!