This past weekend started earlier than we had planned. I set my alarm for 6:45 a.m. so I could do some journaling on my own, but Val had another plan for us when she woke up at 5:30 ready to start her day. I could have dwelled on how early it was and how I wanted to sleep (and I probably did for just a minute or two) until I really focused on all the goodness around me on the homestead that early in the morning.
The sun sits low to the Earth giving us a different view than we are used to.
The air is a cool relief from the summer warmth of mid-day.
The dew lays sparkling on the grass like diamonds.
The animals are waking and the chickens meander to the back porch to click, click, click their feet in hopes of finding a snack.
The ducks take a morning dip in the makeshift “pond” (the purple kiddie pool).
The dogs shake with their collars clinking and scratch once or twice at the door to let us know they want to go outside.
I may hear some noises from the barn too – a crow of a rooster or a “baa” of a goat.
Soon after savoring some moments to myself, the hustle and bustle of the busy morning will begin. Children will want breakfast, chores will need doing, and DH will prepare to get to his office as soon as possible to start his work for the day. Then diaper changes, getting dressed, planning some fun in the sun, hopes for a family siesta in the afternoon but first…