I love Sunday mornings. They’re the one morning of the week I sleep in, with no chores or errands awaiting me. Today I slept until 8 am; I got a ten-hour night of sleep. After I made coffee, I sat at the kitchen table and watched the bird feeder that hangs in the oak tree. … Continue reading Sunday morning at the bird feeder
I slept in on Sunday after I woke at 5:15am to feed the dumb cats. When I got out of bed around 7:45, this time by my choice, the light out back was glorious — a dazzling golden light on a crisp October morning. It shone on the bronze blades of ornamental grasses, on the … Continue reading So many birds!