Good Mornings!
Sometimes I think mornings are the best part of the day – when the sun is at a gentle angle and all delights and disappointments and challenges and problems and opportunities that will come with the day, are softened by the morning mist.
A Mocking Bird, perched somewhere on a rooftop, joyfully sings its repertoire of songs from other local birds, and a small Wren sits on its birdhouse loudly shouting its 2-note call over and over. To me it always sounds like he is saying “Thank You! Thank You! Thank You! Thank You!”
Today we are at my son’s house on the Hudson River and I hear the waves splashing against the shore after a large freighter has made its way up the river to Albany’s harbor. Across the river a commuter train heads down toward the city and sounds its loud whistle as it approaches the Rhinebeck station.
I put off getting up this morning – for just a little while. I put off checking the news and the messages and emails — and just enjoyed the peace.
Then it was time – so I rolled over, softly kissed my sleeping husband on the forehead, got out of bed and opened my computer – and these words came spilling out! I hope they will be some inspiration for someone out there. And, like that little bird sitting on its birdhouse I say “Thank you, God, for another day!”
