When It's Early In The Morning

 

This is an "I just woke up, why the **** are you taking my picture????" of Barb.

The picture is posted with her permission. Otherwise I would be meeting Jesus sooner rather than later, and suffer Him and His Da (and the Spook) making fun of me.

I think, though, that the happy snap captures her kindness and loving heart and sense of fun at their best.

She's simply ravishing. Don't you agree?

Still, she is not a Morning Person. Fortunately, I am, for the Car Alarm (two Chihuahuas) goes off before the sun can be troubled to rise. An thus begins the day.

Long before the sunrise

(I love it, please don't scoff)

wakefulness comes to the guys

and the Car Alarm goes off.

The Chihuahuas start to yammer,

then Jax the Labrador

with great paws will hammer

upon the kitchen floor.

Strawberry the Mastiff

will yell and scream and shout

to inquire of the chances if

she might be allowed out,

and to say that if I hesitate,

cleaning up will be my fate.

I've seen owls and shooting stars in the predawn sky. And I have a lovely sheepskin coat from a company called Film Jackets.

Life is good.

And since it's Christmas, y'all get a second sonnet, ABSOLUTELY FREE! (You need only pay shipping and handling.)

'Twas the night before Christmas 

and back at the ranch

big 'ol Cousin Gus

sat on a tree branch,

just as high as he could get

in a great and mighty oak.

He'd be sittin' there still yet,

but the gol-durn thing done broke,

and it sent him fast a-crashing

right straight down the tall ol' tree,

but the only thing was smashing

was his manly dignity

'cause when off trunk his fall did glance

the gnarly bark done stripped his pants.

The Five Minute Friday prompt this week is WITNESS. Ok, watch!

I have witnessed many things,

some I wished I could forget,

but memory has golden wings,

and has covered vain regret

with a sheen of understanding,

and a knowledge of some truth,

that each soul must find a landing

on the other side of youth.

Everything that I have seen

has made me what I am today,

and though at night I often dream

of this, wond'ring why it's this way,

I trust the Lord that made my heart

to validate what's been my part.

It wrote itself, just under four minutes.

The most appropriate song here is Early In The Morning , by Vanity Fare. It is a lovely haunting melody, with silky smooth vocals. (You may know Vanity Fare better from Hitchin' A Ride.

Sylvia's a Morning Person too, as long as breakfast includes ice cream.