But within this past year, I guess my almost thirty (oKAY, almost forty) years are catching up with me and I can't hack the late nights anymore. I almost always fall asleep reading to my babies at night and only get up again to stumble back into my own bed and go back to sleep. But I missed that quiet time to myself, I need that quiet time to myself, and the only alternative was to get up early (gasp!). But I've started doing it, and you know, I DO like mornings, Sam-I-am!
Because it turns out they're not so busy, IF you get up early. And yes, the grass is still wet (ew!), but it turns out I like those cheerful birds, and I like watching the world change as the sun comes up, even if it does chase my friends the shadows away.
I love having the house (and the sunrise) all to myself for Bible study or blog time, but now that I've made my peace with mornings, it turns out that my favorite time of the day is not the alone time, but is when my girls wake up and we walk out, even though the grass is wet, to feed and let out the farm critters together.
Seems Ollie is a morning cat, too, and follows us all over as we do our chores.
Maybe he's hoping for a chicken breakfast?
How about you?
Do you like mornings, or are you more nocturnally inclined?
See what others around the world are up to on this Tuesday morning over at the Communal Global link up today.