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Lake Morning

I awake gently to the sounds of silence. There is light already, albeit faint, and a part of me nudges towards a return to sleep. I lay still for a few moments, my only movement my blinking eyes. As I wait. There it is – the first chirp or twitter of a smallish critter. The … Continue reading

Morning person

I never used to be a morning person. Early morning rising used to be something reserved for special or dreaded occasions: early starts for trips or vacations, field trips, exams, new jobs. Saturday and Sunday mornings were cherished sleep-in times, almost inviolable rituals of indolence. The past few years have brought change in preference, perspective … Continue reading