When Morning Comes to Frozentown
These days I find that I tend to wake up automatically at much the same time whether the alarm is set or not. Sometimes this is assisted by the pathetic whining of a hungry cat but more often than not it is just some timer going off in my head.
And the truth is I quite like being up and about while the rest of the house is asleep. I can make a pot of tea (Ceylon, leaf not teabag) and quietly catch up with unread bits of newspaper or have a quick look on line at what the press is saying. This morning too I have been enjoying some cds which I don’t normally get a chance to play in the course of the average day – currently Aly Bain and Ale Moller’s “Fully Rigged” which I like very much.
The heavy snow of the last three weeks has mostly melted away although a very hard frost over night has left the cars and street glistening with a film of ice and, although it is 10.32 here, the rest of the house sleeps on. I have a notion to go into town and wander about a bit and maybe I will, if I can summon the energy to get out of the armchair…
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