Today

The rising sun has been galloping north across the eastern horizon every morning this spring after lingering far to the south of me for all the months of winter.  It’s rising north of The Grand Mesa now, so mornings are even earlier.  By 7am a bright shard of light pierces through the glass in the catio and I must squint to make my coffee.  The cats squirm like noodles at my feet until I put their food out for them.  I hope I survive this.  Ah yes, coffee. 

There’s a new bird warbling outside my window in the morning and sending out a quick cheep in the evening.  The cats slurk around the house in hunting mode thinking they’ll catch it.  They don’t. 

I don’t plan to leave the house today if I can help it, but if I do, I can leave my winter coat at home. I won’t even need a windbreaker.  Come to think of it, maybe I will go out later.  I’ll stand outside in the warmth and breathe in the scent of soil and things beginning to grow. 

Today, insist upon the miracle you deserve.