Sitting outside on the multi-coloured bench with a cup of coffee and a tablet reading the news, I find a calm and peaceful serenity that replaces the morning fog before the caffeine hits. I watched the moon and the sun trade places and fawns hop around like they’ve just eaten a pile of oats. A cacophonous raucous of birds broke the silence of the morning with their ritual meeting-in-the-trees. I watered my flowerbed and a bit of the grass and picked up some trash that blew in on the last chinook. I watched at 7:41am the water pressure dip a bit, signifying that the folks are up (toilet flushing). Eventually hunger will set in, and I’ll go inside for a bagel with peanut butter. But, for now, I’m enjoying the calm.