There is something to be said about rising with the sun. It is easier to do than you think. Everyday, I get up before the sun rises. It's just a habit.
I find I get more done either late at night or in the early morning than I do during the rest of the day. No one calls before 8:00 in the morning, so I have two hours to work with no distractions. Well, emails are a distraction, but only if you let them be one. Other than that, there is no one awake to break my focus...except for Maddie, of course, who I have just started to wake up early so that she can get her school work done. Maddie has been up since 6:20. Her "schedule" is different than mine. She gets up and the first thing she does is eat breakfast and write a Thinkathought... her daily blog. Next, she wants to take a shower, or she will stay silent so that I forget about her and she can talk to her friends via the internet before their school day starts. She likely won't get a bit of school work started until at least 8:00 today. Usually I will tell her to get in here and work, but today I let her have it her way. I am not in the mood to yell for her and I have a lot to do. The final reason to rise before the sun is twofold. First, I enjoy the stillness that seems to occur right before everyone gets up. When I was a kid, I liked the emptiness of the streets in the morning around Varick Street when I was walking into work. The Village is usually a bustling place, but every morning, I could walk across the a-lot-less-busy street to get an egg sandwich in peace. It's funny what you remember and what sticks with you. Nowadays, the stillness is just outside my window. I like to look out my window in the morning and stare into my woods. The snow is melting now, but it is still fairly deep. A deer stands hidden about fifty feet back in the brush nibbling at a bush. She thinks she is well hidden, but I can see her. I know Spring is coming when the deer come back to the mountain. Once the first snow falls, we don't see a deer again until the Spring. I like to think the woods are mysterious, dark and deep, but I walk in the woods in my backyard and they are nothing of the sort. Just a bunch of trees where deer hide. Even so, they are my woods...and I can dream! Well, the sun is shining through the trees now, and it is time to end this post. The sun has been up for over an hour...and so have I. There is a time, though, every morning when the sun gets high enough to shine brightly through the trees so that shadows dance on the snow in front of my window. That time is now. Take a moment and enjoy the beauty. I know I do!
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