I like the early morning. Quiet, the gals of the house are still asleep, they won't be up for quite a while.
I like the early morning in a small town. Quiet, the folks that are already up are going about their business with a minimum of noise or fuss.
I like the early morning living next to a creek. Today I saw a doe not in the creekbed, but in my back yard. Munching on a few crabapples that fell from their tree of origin. She was there for some time, eating to her heart's content. Then she headed for Geogal's garden, particularly the herbs.
Time for me to stand up, let her see me through the window. She did, and didn't seem to care. Yet I think she got the hint and headed further toward the creek.
A few minutes later, she's gone. Vanished back into the thick vegetation that she no doubt adores. Sustenance and cover.
And all of this before I even make my morning coffee.
I like this.
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