EARLY MORNING
Well, actually, it is not as early morning as it would have been, had not Governor Daniels, in his quest to get the state on one time, managed to leave it a hodge-podge with us in the Eastern DAYLIGHT time zone. But let me not start to rant at the beginning of what was intended to be a few remarks about the cool air of early morning.I drove Alison to work this morning and, what motivates me to get up and do this task, is the knowledge that it is a short trip and I can come back and enjoy stretching out on the sofa on the porch and pulling a summer blanket over my head. I have found that often the act of going back to bed is more pleasant than the initial going to bed.
At any rate, this morning as I stepped out of the car and Sydney bounded out behind me and headed for the open driveway, I followed him, albeit hesitantly. I had been noticing that the rose bushes needed to have the faded and wilting roses pulled off for a few days now. So I decided to do it, and I let those petals with their worn out color fall to the ground. When I stepped back, the haphazard arrangement of petals on the grass was pleasing and the color, which must have become an embarrassment to them on the bush,took on a revived hue in the dew of morning.
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