How beautiful it is to wake up in the morning with the sound of birds singing. I didn’t want to leave my bed. I woke up early and I heard various sounds, chirping here and chirping there.
I knew there was a food plentiful table downstairs…if only I had strength to leave the bed and join the others downstairs. Food is usually a reason enough to leave the bed. But this morning, with the birds chirping, I wanted to stay in the bed. It’s a perfect weather for staying in – everything is still wet from the night before, as it was pouring with rain the whole day through.
I jumped out of the bed …’No fooling around anymore’, I said to myself. I can hear the birds chirping outside the warm sheets as well. I went downstairs and joined the others, made a coffee and turned on the laptop – I got so used to the sound produced by typing that I miss it when I don’t hear it first thing in the morning. Even when there isn’t much to write about…I only put down random thoughts.
So, now that I’m out of bed, fed and caffeinated, I guess I can put on my wellies and go exploring. And get closer to those chirping birds!
Do you believe that the morning makes the day?
When I sleep longer and I let myself be dragged away and seduced by the softness of the pillow, and I postpone the waking-up time, I get a bit crabby and lazy. I walk down the flat as slow as a snail, slowly pulling one leg after another, until I reach the first morning coffee.
But I love mornings – just on some mornings I prefer to prolong my bed-time.
This is the usual morning story though – I love to wake up and jump out of the bed as soon as I open my eyes and notice the daylight that sneaked into my room many hours before.
I jump out of bed, do morning stretching, pour cold water over my face and take a sip of warm water to wake me up, and I head towards the kitchen – it’s a habit and a routine that I have been performing spotlessly for the last year or so. Nothing can get in my way! 🙂
I proceed to the kitchen, have apple and cereals for breakfast while water for coffee is boiling in the coffee pot.
I always take turkish. Before I was craving for instant coffee (less time to prepare), but now (as I have time) I take my time and enjoy the process of preparing the Turkish coffee.
And that smell…oh my God! I just love mornings and mornings definitely make my day, and why wouldn’t they? 🙂
I orchestrate my mornings to the tune of coffee. ~Terri Guillemets