I beat the sun getting up this morning and that doesn’t happen all that often. After years of working the evening shift my internal clock has shifted more towards me being a night owl than an early bird. None-the-less… here I am, 6:00, coffee in hand, dogs at feet, checking out the early happenings on Facebook and in my email.
I worked a day shift in ICU yesterday, a rare occurrence for me. Once at work the day itself went fine. The true hardship proved to be all that goes along with the getting up and the getting going on a cold January morning. Not sure I am going to set myself up for that experience again anytime soon.
Perhaps the memory of the ringing alarm clock is part of the explanation as to why I awoke so early today… or maybe it was merely the presence of Bear, already up and about, deciding to pay me an early morning call by plunking himself down next to my pillow and amusing himself with the occasionally pat, pat, pat to my nose. Even at 06:00 in the morning he can make me smile.
Once awake, Sadie’s snoring at the foot of the bed made falling back to sleep impossible.. so up I got, careful to lift Coco from the bed and then hushing and herding the fur-crew out of the room and quietly closing the door. No need for Roland to be disturbed. His time will come, soon enough.
In early January the moon hours still out number those of the sun. Now, just a little after 8:00, and with a significant cloud cover, a gentle shifting of the light is slowly lifting the darkness. Day will soon be here.
And I am looking forward to it.
This afternoon the plan is a trip to Winnipeg Animal Services to photography some of their adoptable dogs. And as a bonus, later on in the afternoon I will be attending an orientation session to become an official volunteer. I am so excited.
I am finding that when I am at the shelter and with the dogs, usually with camera in hand, I am in such a mindful place, a place not experienced by myself all that often. I get so lost in what I am doing that it amazes me to find that an hour or two has already passed.
- Princess Alyssa
wearing her Almo slippers..
always a reason to smile.
Then, once back home, the playing with the photos before sending them back off to the shelter is another favourite pastime. Post production is as fascinating to me as the clicking of the shutter.
It seems I am in a happy place these days.
Not my typical January lament, that’s for sure.
