This is where you'll find me, most mornings around 5am.
Fortifying, soul satisfying solitude.
I know it's not quite Winter.
It sure feels like it this morning in NW Indiana.
I've been trying to keep Glenco's schedule since I've been home full time. It makes it so much easier on the both of us. We both go to bed and get up at the same time. It's less disruptive. I don't climb over him to get in bed at 11pm when he's getting up at 3, and he doesn't wake me up at 3, when I don't need waking until 6.
I've got to admit I'm loving being up so early, and feel incredibly productive. Today we got up at 3:15 and I made sure he had breakfast and lunch. I felt excited about the next few hours of 'me' time.
I vacuumed, dusted, made dinner plans. It was now 4am. What to do?
I can't tell you how I enjoyed knitting and sipping coffee.
Then I pulled out my latest library books.
I got to thinking about Winter. It gets such a bad rap. Poor winter.
I'm going to embrace it this year. I'm going to embrace these early cold mornings.
(I know what you are saying...easy to do if you don't have to go out in them!)
I'm going to knit, and sew, and make scones, and enjoy the 'restful' spirit of winter.
I'm going to love and nurture my family like nobody's business.
Soon enough the busyness of Spring and Summer will be upon us.
Seed sowing, weed pulling, lawn mowing, vacation planning and everything else wonderful about summer.
Then the busyness of fall.
Harvesting and canning.
Enjoy the quiet of winter.