I'm not a morning person, but I love mornings...contrary to this image.
I love the heavy sigh of my children as they roll over in bed and try to cover up with blankets even though it's time to get up for school.
I love the steam of the shower and the wonderful acoustics of the bathroom that allow me to belt out some American standards as I'm soaping up.
I love the dog getting up from his doggie bed and stretching his paws languidly in front of him.
I love opening the shades and peeking out to determine the weather.
I love the crisp air outside that tinges cheeks and noses with natural rouge.
I love the dewey grass, fresh from Mother Nature's body mist.
I love walking the dog and seeing the neighborhood slowly wake up: cars being warmed up, school buses hurrying past, children and parents hustling each other out the door en route to school, seagulls circling overhead seeking breakfast.
I love taking the kids to school and seeing them anxious to get to class or play with friends.
I love sunny mornings.
If it's a drizzly, ugly morning....
FORGET ALL OF THE ABOVE.
If it's a drizzly, ugly morning....
THAT IS MY IMAGE AT THE TOP OF THIS POST.
