I awake before sunrise. It's a gift, I used to awake singing. I would do it again if I had a supportive fan club.
Teapot is filled with water and the automatic boil is set.
I fill another teapot with water and go first to the front porch, water the tomato plants, few lettuce sprouts,
geranium, Christmas cactus, panseys and marigolds. Then go to the back to water the eight geranium that
hang from a wrought iron plant holder that stands in front of the wood pellet stove vent.
The tea water is poured into the teapot and one tea bag for steeping.
Two minutes and 1/2 cup old fashion oatmeal with 3/4 cup water in to the microwave. Tea and oatmeal
done but taste better later. I talk to DS on the cell as he journey's to work.
Qi Gong, 40 minutes. Rejuevation in the works.
I sewed before work and at lunch, I love the days that this happens.
I pray about the things that remind me this isn't heaven and remember only certain things are routine.
The peppers are from the garden and the quilt squares are from last week and one from this week.
With love and appreciation.
