It’s so weird to have my mornings back. Instead of leaving the house at 5, I’m sleeping until 6.
My new routine has a morning meditation, some gentle yoga and a walk with the girls.
It’s unbelievably beautiful and private. I do get barely covered because I need a sports bra but I never see a soul.
Even Jazz comes along sometimes. She is so much fun and just thinks of herself as part of the pack.
I’m working on the garden most of the day and I love seeing all the progress. I really hope the belt for the mower gets here soon. The grass is growing so fast with all the rain.
When it gets hot in the afternoon we take a nap. Siesta time. I need a hammock and I’ll hang it in my shady grove.
Someone was going to come by and hook up my solar but bailed. Boo
1 thought on “My morning walk”
It seems as though you don’t have a lot of contact with the outside world. These days that’s a good thing.