Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Early Mornings
In the early morning, everything wakes up, slowly brightening into a new day. It's going to be close; when I step outside, I can feel even my temples getting damp. I am thankful for a gentle, cooling breeze, but I know it won't hold up. Not today. This afternoon, it will be a great time for a lazy "sinking spell." The night creatures have been silent since the first inkling of sunrise. Early morning Robins break the quiet, tentatively calling as they begin their quest for worms. The day isn't busy yet.
