My friend, Marie at The (not always) Lazy W wrote yesterday about her early morning routines of yoga stretches, meditation and writing before dawn. It got me to thinking about my lack of early morning routines (other than making Alan’s lunch). But upon further reflection I realized that I do have some after all. Some are new like watching the birds having breakfast outside my kitchen window and listening for the first horse drawn buggie to go by the house (we live in Amish country).
But thanks to my garden journal and my morning routine of marking the weather, I realize I’ll have to wait a few more weeks before heading out to start this other (yearly) routine of forcing branches for an early spring show.
Boy this post really took a turn halfway, sorry. As usual, I started out being all reflective and deep and quickly turned it into something task oriented. No wonder the only journal I can keep is one that records things instead of thoughts.