Tuesday, July 24, 2007

good morning

It’s early. Maybe 6:20 am. I’m lying awake, as the sun is poking through the only curtain that is up in the room. The blind in the big window does a poor job of blocking sunlight, so I’ve been waking up with the sun lately.

The air is cool in the house, and Casey is sleeping soundly. The dog picks his head up and then curls back into a ball at the end of the bed. He seems to be favoring her side of the bed lately, and I’m not one to complain about that.

I must have dozed off, as the alarm buzzes at 7. not really feeling the need to be in bed anymore, I shuffle out of the room and pad over to the shower. Our bathroom is ugly, but I love it. It’s warmed by the morning sun, and I let the water run a little cooler. I didn’t bother to turn the light on in the bathroom, and the sun reflecting off the blue walls is casting a nice cool light.

I get partly dressed, and sneak back on the bed. Maybe I wanted a little more sleep. Casey is warm to the touch and she is now curled up with the dog, who took my place while I was showering. I feel so calm, so at peace, it’s eerie. The contrast of the cool breeze and her warm body is, well, comfortable.

I pad downstairs, the yellow paint on the walls makes the hallway seem even brighter. The dog follows behind and into the kitchen with me. I let him out on the porch, and slowly wanders around, eventually into the yard.

He was still puttering around while I was making breakfast, so I decide to sit outside and he joins me back up on the porch. I could sit here forever, I think.