Thursday, 27 June 2019

Rage Against Early Mornings

I woke early early early so early that Stonehenge hasn’t been built yet and I thought about being cross.Cross with the fact that I was up early and no mortal was up but then I thought again that this would indeed be a waste of time and just enjoy the slumbering peace.I hung the washing out and I still maintain that hanging out socks it’s fruitless and soul destroying & and will bring about the end of the universe.

Whilst putting out the washing , pegging ? placing out the washing ( gosh do much description in a household task ) I chanced up the Starlings on the bird feeder and you know they sound just like a teaspoon tinkling in a teacup.

And with beautiful life observations ( I don’t mean hanging out the washing, pegging arrrgh ) I mean just the peace and tranquillity being in the beauty of the moment.So often we brush over the simplicity of life and yearn we yearn for it.

And before everyone stirs you feel that everything and anything is yours , you survey your kingdom and of course you have your cup of tea.

Mornings are what you make them and of course mine has to be with a cup of tea. It’s a wonder I actually dealt with the washing at all , I think clothes should take themselves to the washing machine at the very least.

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