This morning, I found an hour...
What happened was this... instead of my normal 5 am wakeup cold dog nose to my sleeping hand, Stormy slept until 6.
And when I did awake to her smiling face, doggy breath, I realized that for the first night in a while, I'd slept soundly and peacefully... awake and fresh for the morning.
So, instead of going back to bed and passing out until 7 something, when I'd need to rush to get the animals cared for before leaving for work...
... I found an hour.
An hour... for a brief, day brightening devotion...
... for a egg, fried in olive oil and a sliced tomato on a piece of toast...
...kitten snuggling, chicken feeding, garden plundering...
...bird watching, dog romping, porch sitting...
The extra hour gave me time to breathe, to choose to take a moment
to think.
I realize that I've been complaining about the heat... and the 'busy - ness',,,
and not looking near enough for the beauty in it all.
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