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I awoke this Saturday morning to my dog, Thor, dreaming. He was barking in his sleep. It was the muffled, closed-mouthed bark that accompanies dogs’ dreams. His feet were moving as though running after some critter, perhaps a deer. Outside, the early birds chirp their good mornings and boundary warnings. The bugs hum and chirp their greetings to the day. I don’t hear crickets. These are unknown humming chirping bugs in the grass. I’m a bit chilly under my not-quite-sufficient covers. I think about reaching for my bear blanket and decide to get up for the day instead. But, Thor is awake. He wants to be petted and has moved close to my hand. His wet tongue makes my hand chillier, but I pet him anyway. “Good morning, puppy,” I tell him. He lays his head on my tummy and rolls to expose his belly to me. I pet him and make him move his foot like scratching an itch. He’s happy, evident by his closed eyes. I stop, and he asks for more. I pet for a few more minutes then get up.
Bathroom is chilly. Floor is. too. My bare feet chill which means no more sleep will happen this morning. I do my morning routine in bathroom and bedroom. Then, I start coffee in the kitchen. It’s a quiet, lazy morning. It’s a good morning. I stretch as the coffee brews. The smell slowly wafts out and throughout. Coffee is a good creation; the coffee-maker is a good invention. Stretch again punctuated by a *yawn*. Freya wakes up and begs for milk on her food. I fix cereal and her milk-food before heading to my computer which still sleeps.
Before sitting down, I put the bowl down and put on my black sweater that doesn’t match the Summer-colored skirt and shirt I’ve decided to wear. The sweater is cold and will warm slowly. It will feel good and warm soon. I sit down. Shoes off and under the desk, my feet are cold by now. It’s okay. It lets me know I’m truly awake, even without coffee in my cup,…yet. I press the button that awakens the computer. I eat my cereal and patiently wait for it to boot up. It’s done long before my bowl is empty. The desktop image and icons wait patiently for actions given by mouse click or keyboard. Computers have more patience than their creators. Computers are like very obedient children. They do exactly what they are told, even if it’s wrong. Maddening, sometimes.
I look outside toward the greenhouse. The plants will need watering and harvesting today. Cherokee purple tomatoes will be in my harvesting basket along with carrots, cucumbers, zucchini, and more tomatoes. Chickens need food and water. Egg collection will come later. I’ll be careful to watch for bees. I’ve had enough stings for one year.
I open my browser. E-mail, Yahoo Groups, Facebook, blogs, LinkedIn, Pinterest, and Twitter on their tabs…take time to load. I don’t mind. Coffee is ready. My cup is there with cream and sugar already to go. They mix as the coffee is poured into large, blue mug. I smell and sip while on my way back to my desk.
Time to get busy on this Sacred Day.
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