Hello, quiet world. It is about three a.m., and the still soft welcome of the morning and moonset tell me I am about to hear my sweet Enya music... set to softly play at 4:00 a.m. Sometimes I am up; sometimes I turn it off and crawl back to bed; sometimes I don't even hear it because I am deep in my dreams. Celtic music is my passion, and it soothes any cares or worries from the night. Warm winds have melted the snow, and the birds are so happy they are singing and hugging themselves in pure joy.