It's not quite 7am on a crisp Sunday morning. The dishwasher's been emptied, the animals fed, there's laundry tumbling in the washer, and I'm on cup of coffee #2. While tonight is the official full moon - the Harvest moon, I think - it was looking pretty full at 5:30 this morning.
And it was pure decadence to have it all to myself.
(El diablo is much more concerned with tennis balls than with the moon and poetic moments. He doesn't know what he's missing, I tell you.)
Lots of things on the docket today, including a whirlwind house cleaning, a class at the gym, and some time at the piano in private and in public. (By the way, is anything more fun than playing 8-hand piano pieces? I'm not sure...it's pretty awesome!) Knowing how full today is going to be made this morning's early quiet that much more precious.
Your assignment (?Wha?? Homework for Rahree's blog? Ridiculous!) - bear with me, it's good. Find 5 minutes of quiet time, close your eyes, and listen to this.
(Yes, those are peepers at the beginning. They're one of my favorite parts of the song, actually.)
- Musical collaboration.
- Checking items off the to-do list.
- Evidence of the divine. Some mornings it's impossible to be without faith.