Restorative
There's something about my morning routine that is a restorative to
me. I got up reluctantly this morning. The cozy nest in bed
felt so good. But I knew I had to get up. It was
time. At first I dragged a little but then as I got into the
familiar morning routine, my spirits lifted. I've checked for
footprints on the porch, fed the birds, answered my mail, fed the dogs
and prepared my breakfast. As I'm ready to sit down to eat, I
just realize that I feel restored again. It's going to be a good
day! 












Yay for good days! :) I'm a creature of habit and find comfort in my daily routines as well.
Any new hoof or pawprints in the snow?