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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