Thursday, December 15, 2011
Early Morning Call
We awake mornings to the sound of ducks calling us from our sleep. Most mornings about twenty Mallards "call" to me around 6:30AM - my "alarm clock". We live on the "Old Slough", it's right outside our door. The ducks are looking for breakfast and I accommodate them with handfuls of cracked corn. They quack their appreciation and swim off to do whatever ducks do in a day. It's a good way to wake up. The air is fresh and smells of the sea. The dew falls softly from the trees. Shafts of early morning sunlight illuminates the sand and warms it where my cats are bathing. A steaming cup of coffee, the smell of bacon cooking, life is good on a December day on this island.