The early morning is the dominion of the birds, for they in bright feathered plume are so very in love with the sunrise. The early morning comes as an invitation to become the agents of a new dreamland reality - one we can make each day with careful loving actions. There is an awakening magic each day in the early morning, a sense of an old earth-spirit rekindled that seeks to knit together all that is good.
One.
Two.
Three.
My shifts and then it clicks. Like a light switch.
It takes me three seconds to realize what’s happening.
It’s a couldn’t day. The sun’s already up. I can hear birds from a distance and there’s two people standing in front of my house.
Two people.
With very familiar faces.
Holy crap.
My eyes flies wide. “What are you guys doing here?” It comes out like a shri
