Too Early

4:15 A.M.---What to do.  Such a still time of morning.  The neighborhood is dark and lights have not started to appear yet.  It is a Saturday morning and for most people an opportunity to sleep in and put aside the alarm clock.  My clock seems to be in need of adjustment.  I woke at 3:30 and mulled over my options.  I could meet Chip in the kitchen for a glass of milk, read my lusty romance novel, walk up the road and see if Packs need an extra hand milking, or watch TV.  None of these options sounded appealing.  Why not blog and share my morning insights.  So here I am.     

I am perplexd somewhat.  When I worked I never woke at three or four in the morning bright eyed and bushy tailed.  I did however wake up to check the time so I could calculate how many hours of sleep I had left before the radio alarm sounded the call to action.  That in itself is rather odd so I shouldn't be surprised that I now wake in the middle of the night and wonder what to do with myself.  If I was Nolan I could check out the starts and drag out the telescope or binoculars and stand in the COLD or lay on the kitchen floor to get a better perspective of Spika or a nebula which he swears is visible, but I can't see.

None of these choices are very exciting.  The small hand on the clock is moving toward five.  If I lived in New York City it would be almost 7:00, and I could walk to my favorite coffee shop and have a cup of flavored coffee, a Danish, and buy a copy a real newspaper.  Oh, I forgot I am not a coffee drinker.  Well, the next best thing--meet Chip in the kitchen and have a cup of hot chocolate.