Could get slightly obsessed with these early morning/late afternoon perambulations on top of our little hill.
Yesterday morning, even earlier than usual, we were under a low grey lid of cloud, a foreshadowing of the rain that came later in the day, but the lid was slightly aslant and the eastern horizon was a fierce red gold . Like Mary Oliver observes in "Why I Wake Up Early", it does make for a positive start to the day.**
This morning meanwhile, we were half an hour later, the sky was lighter with the clouds higher and more scattered. Mild air and a half-moon poised even higher overhead, the birds a little more active than the other day and a single bright yellow flower hanging precariously on the gorse.
**Why I Wake Up Early
Hello, sun in my face
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the face of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety –
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light –
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
Mary Oliver
