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Good Morning!



I'm a morning person.  None of this "hit the snooze alarm" stuff for me.  However, some days I'm really a morning person, and manage to get quite a few things accomplished before most of the world is awake.  Today is such a day. 

I took today's photo through my freshly washed window.  That's the view from my kitchen table.  I just love looking at the birds, and the flowers.  Daffodils and irises are finished blooming; roses, butterfly bush, and salvia are blooming now; and gladioli, dahlia, and pomegranate are yet to bloom.  I often linger at the table, taking my time with the crossword puzzle, Sudoku, and Ken-Ken, just so I can continue to enjoy the view.  (My photo doesn't quite do it justice.)

Today, however, I did not even pick up a pencil.  Besides the window washing, I've weeded the front yard flower beds, and done the more routine sort of things: prayer and scripture study, journal writing,  e-mail, feed the dog, fill the bird feeders, laundry, etc. 

The kids are waking up now, so I'd better stop blogging about my accomplishments and get back to work.  While I am a morning person, I am definitely not an evening person.  If it isn't done by dinnertime, it probably won't get done.  And as happy as I am with what I've done so far, there is more to do! 

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