October mornings are cooler by nature. Crisp. The sun takes its time rising.
The dogs and the girl are cuddling on the couch, sleeping.
The house is quiet except for the ticking of the coo coo clock.
And the occasional parakeet chirping.
While sipping my Scottish breakfast tea, I’m grateful for the calm this morning.
(Yes, I know this is a bit hokey for me. Maybe it has something to do with the cold medicine I’m taking.)