6:15 AM Wednesday Morning
The sun has risen. The pinks and blues of the early morning sky have given way to what is now a silvery glow outside my sun room window. A deer and her two yearlings parade across the backyard. Birds sing in the trees and in the vines of the wisteria. Even though I watch them and photograph them I am not attune to their individual calls and songs save for the low cooing of the mourning dove or the incessant caw of the ever present crows. All I know is that their songs are lilting to my ears and sweet is the sound as it breaks the morning silence. Cows are bellowing in a nearby field. A gaggle of geese fly overhead squawking their arrival at a neighbor’s pond.
I’m mostly a night owl and I haven’t been up this early in a while; but today the morning greets me with the wonder of nature and my heart is full and I can’t help but smile.