A Beginning

This morning I looked at the sky as I let the dogs out for their morning business. The sky was gorgeous. In the back (toward the west), it was a series of blues, pinks, and purples. In the front (toward the east), it was all yellows and oranges. Just beautiful. I was thrilled to catch it at just the right time. Five minutes later it was gone and another day begun.

Sluggish

Yes, it is a second installment of Merry's Morning Musings. Sometimes when we open the garage door, critters will come in the garage. Other times they take a ride on the "garage door express". This morning, Mr. Slug took a ride. He just hung there twisting and turning as he worked toward turning himself around on his slime strand so he could crawl back up to the top. I started thinking about how strong his stomach muscles must be to turn himself around like that. Do slugs do crunches to keep in good shape? Do slugs have a "good" shape? Oh, it is way to early in the morning to have such deep thoughts.

Moon Musings

I am not a morning person. In fact, no one in my family is. Mornings are pretty crabby around here. I do not enjoy getting the girls up at 5:30 to get them ready for school. This morning, I was standing on the driveway with Robyn, while she waited for the bus to come. In the sky was the moon. While most of the time I think it is pretty cool to see the moon during the day, when I see it at the crack of dawn, I think I should be sleeping. I am not a morning person.