Which, given the alternative, is a great way to start the day.
Took my coffee into the backyard. It was a bit chilly. Temp was low 40'sF but the air was heavy and damp from the rain overnight. But it smelled fresh and glorious. The sky was a waking blue colour. It was after all 7am. Wisps of clouds floated to the east, reminders of last nights rain. The birds were singing. On the palm tree in the neighbors yard, two squirrels chased each other in a game of tag.
I sat out there drinking my first cup of coffee. Thoughts of what is not great in my life drifted in my head. But the list of things that are right took over, a much much longer list. It was a peaceful, almost zen, state. Like Louie Armstrong sang:
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world. |