Early morning

I get up early.  Sometimes too early.  But I am a morning person, I wake right up, ready to go.  Unlike some other people - Dennis takes at least a 1/2 an hour and a cup of coffee to wake up.  

I do love the early morning, that quiet time before the rest of the city wakes up.

When I lived in San Diego I would get up early and sit on the porch, breathe in the clean air, it would be quiet and sometimes very cool but it was so peaceful. 

When I was in graduate school I would go to bed at about 8pm and get up at 3 or 4am to study or write papers.  That was when it was quiet enough for me to concentrate.  Dennis would still be sleeping and there were no distracting noises from the rest of the apartment building.  

Early morning was also my favorite time when we went camping.   To be the first one up in a camp ground was so nice.  The air was fresh, cool and crisp.  The birds singing and sometimes I'd get a glimpse of a deer or two.  Then I'd start breakfast, putting on the coffee for Gene, boiling water for me and Will to have hot chocolate.  But mostly just enjoying the true beauty of the woods and nature.

I get up early to walk most days at 6:30am with my friend Adrienne.  The sun has only been up for about 1/2 hour and it's a good time to walk before there are lots of cars on the street.  

And sometimes I get up too early.  At 3am or 4am.  I have had problems sleeping for many years, ever since Gene got sick.  But still even then I don't usually mind.  The quiet is so nice especially when one's everyday working world is full lots of talking especially on the telephone.  So I usually enjoy this quiet time.  Just me and the cats - well they usually only want me to feed them and then they go back to sleep.  Sometimes I can fall back to sleep but most often I get up and read.  Or I'll pay bills, file paperwork, clean off my desk, do some writing here, something productive.

Then all too soon, it's time to get ready to go to work.