When everyone is sleeping...

There is something wonderful about feeling the sun come up. Breathing the new chances and smelling the quiet peace. A quick 6.30am errand to Safeway turns into an adventure. An adventure because so few other people are experiencing it. Wonderful. Wonderful how the roads are empty, save a lone pickup and two motorcycles. There is an invisible mist - the kind that hangs over meadows and rolling hills in Ireland. Well - this one had its origins in our sprinkler system, but it's as close to Ireland as I can get. Trees are overgrowing the roads and spreading canopies over my favorite haunts. Everytime I go beneath a tree canopy in my car - it is magical and perfect and too good to be true. It speaks of quiet paths to hidden coves and new beginnings, stray sunbeams casting pinpoint spotlights on unsuspecting celebrities of the moment. I'm not a morning person - not yet, but I'm getting dangerously close.