In the wild, Morning lasts until noon.

I was out walking today, getting my exercise in early. We left the house around 9:00, the air was cool, lots of dew on the grass, the shadows cast by the morning sun were deep and cool.

It set me thinking about our mornings when we camped out at the state park. We'd wake when the camp stirred, putter around making breakfast, always takes longer than at home. If I was alone, I'd get out my reading, sip the last of the fragrant coffee and not budge 'til someone came around asking for lunch. It was still cool and fresh in the camp area....very conducive of a slow start to the day. Lots of time to soak in the day, process ones thoughts, sit until you can't get up.

We've lost something with our get up and go society. And me a real morning person too.

BTW, I did 3 miles in 50 minutes....excellent time for me!