I love being outside in the morning…as the sun comes up…as birds are busily being the early ones…I sit in my granny’s rocker…drink coffee…and bask…listening to the sounds…letting my eyes adjust to the dusky dawn…getting ever brighter…then…feeling the first rays of sunshine…on my face…
I walked out this morning…it is still cool…too cool to settle into her chair…even with a throw…but…I hear the songs of the birds…and I know…that soon…very…soon…my contemplation time…will be amongst the birds…and squirrels…and…I can wait…a few more days…
Some people wonder…why I get up so early…even in the summer…and this is why…I suppose like the birds…I want to be the early one…
Jane
Loved it! I am the same kind of person! I felt as though I were there too!
ReplyDeleteThank you Nisey...it's always nice to connect with a kindred spirit...thanks for stopping by!
DeleteGreat post. You really bring the scene alive. My parents are like you.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous... just a gorgeous post :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jenn...thanks...
DeleteWhat a great description of your love for the mornings! I smile when I look outside and see blue sky in the morning :)
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