Morning Meditation

It was 60 degrees and soggy when I took Lucy out at 7:30 this morning. The neighborhood was deserted; last night's revelries had seen to that, and so we wandered alone, tLucy reacquainting herself with her home turf, and I considering the weather, warm and wet, with which we start this new year.

Then it was back to the house for breakfast and coffee and a bit more quiet contemplation before the rest of our little world woke up.