Good morning, Moon

Wayward crab in the dewy grass

Courtship ritual, or defensive?

Cardinal watching me

dragonfly

morning beauty

Early bird, or night owl?

That was the question.  This is an easy one for me.  I have always been the early bird.

By around 9pm my mind is done for the day, as far as providing intelligent, insightful conversation or coming up with any grand ideas.  As a child, I remember begging my night owl sister to go to bed when I did because I was scared of the dark.  She often relented because she has a heart as beautiful as morning dew on a rose.

To wake up early, and enjoy the beginning of a brand new day, fresh and new,  is exhilarating to me!  My thoughts are clear, my body is refreshed and my soul wakes up grateful for this life and another day to really live it!

On the rare occasion that I do “sleep in” until around 7:00, I feel like I have most likely missed something.  I want to be awake to see that sun rising to usher in a new day, full of hope.  Next, I want to enjoy the flurry of activity that follows, especially the bird song and others waking up.  Although I’m annoying, I feel like I help to wake them up happy and move them along towards a joyful day.

When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive — to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.  Marcus Aurelius