It is a lovely thing to wake up in the morning and not have to rush somewhere or rush to do something. So much of my life is spent moving from one appointment to another, that it is really such a treat to have time for myself.
To hear the birds chirping outside. To feel the cool air gently lift and be replaced by the air warmed up from the sun. To hear the absence of vehicles on the road, this sleepy neighbourhood not yet awakened.
I’ve always felt that mornings were the best part of the day.