Early morning in January

It’s early Sunday morning as I write this, and I am enjoying my second cup of coffee. Current temperature here in Maryland is a balmy 39 degrees and after I woke, I sat outside, wrapped in a blanket, while I drank my first cup of coffee. The dampness is making it feel kind of raw, but it was pleasant just being on my porch and listening to the sounds of the morning here on our hill.

I could hear flocks of migrating birds above, a lone car on the highway, a pileated woodpecker coming from one of the big trees at the edge of the property, and all sorts of different birds calling to each other. They all sound happy because the deep freeze has passed.

 

George had been let out much earlier by my son, who was the first up today. The dog seemed to want to play frisbee but he wouldn’t bring it to me (and I am not going to get up from under my warm blanket to go fetch it).

His antics sliding back and forth on the frisbee were making me laugh out loud. So I went inside to get the camera and record some of them, and am posting it further down.

 

 

This is the quilt that some of the parents at our school made for me after my husband died. I love it. It makes me feel happy.

 

I tried to capture one of the flocks of migrating birds zooming by. I love the sound of their many tiny flapping wings. It sounds like things are as they should be. I don’t know how else to explain it.

 

A lone shore bird soars high above me.

And now, here’s the video I’ve been waiting to upload at Vimeo. George’s silly antics have me cracking up and I tried to suppress my laughter while I was filming him. And this wasn’t even one of his funniest trips on the frisbee slider.

 

January morning from Kate Young on Vimeo.

 

I love this dog.

 

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Today I plan to get a lot of things done. I was away at a friend’s house Friday evening and all of yesterday and last night watched a video from Netflix that I thought was going to be a sweet and touching movie. The Lightkeepers was billed as a period piece and a love story. It stars Richard Dreyfuss, who isn’t my favorite actor by a long stretch, but Blythe Danner, who I just love, and Meryl Streep’s daughter, Mamie Gummer. Unfortunately, it was predictable and kind of cheesy, mostly due to Dreyfuss’ overacting in his role. I don’t recommend it, although the scenery was lovely and it introduced me to Tom Wisdom, an English actor I’d never heard of before. He was perfect, as were Danner and Gummer. I should mention Bruce Dern, who played the n’er do well, but I won’t.

I am almost ashamed to say that I still haven’t taken down my Christmas decorations. This is number one on my list of priorities today. So I’d better get crackin’.

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Enjoy your Sunday, my friends. And thanks so much for stopping by ~