Much to my husband's dismay, I am a very early riser, especially when we are at the log cabin. This bodes well for the cat who likes to be fed right away. Cats like routine and I must admit I like my morning routine as well.
The first thing I do is step out onto our deck and look across the lake to survey my log kingdom. If I were queen, I would make everyone live in a log cabin! That and I would ask them to make me some cookies.
I might wave to the neighbors across the lake. (Okay - they don't know me and I'm sure they think I'm nuts when I stand out on my deck w/ my sheep decorated pjs!)
I'll ask the pine tree if it has any pine cones. It doesn't answer but I'll go looking for some later.
I fill up my bird feeders and remind the woodpeckers to peck the food not the log cabin!
I say hello and offer the chickadees bird seeds from my hand. They ask me where Greg is at. (They like him better.)
And I watch the black squirrel devour a suet cake in less than 5 minutes. He's getting expensive to feed.
Then I head back into the log cabin and ask my hubby what he would like to do today. Snow shoeing or hiking? He grumbles from his sound sleep - "it's not even 7:00 Shelley!"