Morning In The Kitchen

As at most folks' homes, I suppose, morning starts in the kitchen.

Thinking through what needs to be done. Making lists. Measuring out your time and what, if any, trips out to run errands needs to be arranged.

 

It means something a little different to most everyone. But it usually includes food and coffee or tea. Maybe the daily newspaper. Tending to the pets and aquarium.

At some houses, it's a rushed affair. People heading out the door to work. Children to get off to school.

 My girls are long grown. So my mornings are slow and quiet. I can take the time to slice fruit over my cereal. I can pour my coffee in my favorite mug, and add milk and sugar till I get it just right. 

Traditions fall into place, though they're really not planned. People do things in a certain order. And that becomes mimicked until habits set in. 

Oh, how I love my mornings. I've always been a morning person. My head hits the pillow before 10 p.m. at night. And aside from getting up to let dogs outside and staring at the moon, I'm merely setting the stage for morning.