This morning, a little brown bunny hops across the dewy grass. Robins scoot, heads down in the lawn, plucking worms. Birds sing outside our closed windows; it’s too chilly this morning to open them. This morning, Tubbles lays across my arms as I write. She whacks me with her tail and looks at me sideways. … Continue reading This morning
I sit by the window this morning with a fuzzy fleece blanket over my lap, a cat snuggled against my legs, and a warm cup of coffee in the sill. I can feel cold radiate from the window glass. The sky is a dusky pink as the sun rises, and the naked branches of deciduous … Continue reading In its emptiness, the morning is full
It’s 6 o’clock in the morning, and the world outside the open windows is black as ink. I’ve run three times this week, with my first steps beginning later with each run. I don’t want to come across a skunk in the dark. I started a garden journal last winter to help me draw my … Continue reading Off the cuff
When my daughter and I pulled out of the garage this morning for swim practice, a bright full moon shone in clear night sky. After many days of grey skies, rain, and then snow, the air has finally cleared. It’s been scrubbed clean, and we can see beyond our atmosphere. We can see into space … Continue reading Grocery shopping while the moon is out
Churchbells clang on a sunny, windy morning. Palms rustle. They scrape shiny speared leaves against one another. The low rumble of a power boat carries across the water to where I sit on our back deck, in a turquoise lounge chair, straw hat flopping in the breeze, looking out over the Caribbean sea. A rooster … Continue reading A morning on vacation
I woke as usual today, at 5:43ish, to feed the cats who meowed outside our bedroom door. Unlike most mornings, today I crawled back into bed. I snuggled against my husband and lay in bed happy, knowing my day was wide open and free. Except at 2:30 when I neve to remember to pick up … Continue reading Good morning, spring break
Butterfly Mind 