|Twinkle lights created a cozy corner in my front room|
I sit here at my desk in the wee sma' hours of the morning. Rather than turn on the lamp (which you recall gave me so much delight yesterday afternoon), I'm keying this in using only the light of the computer screen.
You see, the Upstairs Weatherman finally made up his mind about what we would be getting. And as I peer out my window, the garden has turned into a snowy wonderland. Although it's still quite dark in the 'there's no sign of sun for at least a couple few hours yet', the urban lighting is diffused and so the skies are stained with a warm peachy hue that is quite, quite lovely.
Why am I up at this hour, when I don't have to go to clean at our performing arts center this morning? After all this time (it'll be two years in Dec), my body is plain used to it. Mmmm... funny how my body doesn't grumble this morning.
My body and I are enjoying this quiet time when the world around me still sleeps. Earlier I crept out of bed away to my wing-back chair by the fireplace, a cozy blanket in one hand (no, not the one covering my slumbering hubby), my journal and bible in the other. I turned on my twinkle lights tree.
What bliss to have unhurried moments to journal, read and chat with my Father about some stuff that have been rumbling around in my mind. Many journal pages later, I realize some time has passed. So I gather my things to go back to bed.
But wait... the view outside is too lovely to sleep through. So I sneak into my study to post something.
I hear someone in the house stirring. Almost 4 hours since I first woke. Yawn and stretch. Maybe it's time for another of my favourite moments in any day... our morning coffee in bed. Freshly brewed with a not too crumbly slice of toasted homemade bread and peach jam. Light conversation. Reading a few pages in my book. As I said before.....bliss.
On that note, I'm off to say good morning to Dear Hubby as the new day brims with promise and my freshly brewed cup of coffee.
Peace be with thee and thine!