Early one summer morning.....

I woke this morning, heard the birds, saw the sun and got dressed, came downstairs and discovered it was 4.52am. I had left my reading glasses downstairs, so I was completely incapable of reading the time on my phone.

So there is nothing like being ready to start the day and discovering that the rest of the world is somewhat drowsy. Except my daughter, of course, so we had a lovely messenger chat for an hour before she started cooking her supper, as I was contemplating breakfast. I am still contemplating breakfast. Decisions decisions.

I also spent a few or 20 minutes, watching the livecam link from Switzerland and saw my sister going to work. You can tell I really do need to get a life.

I put the Youtube thingy on down there under this post, because I was having a senior moment, and could not for the life of me remember the name of the song. I needed to find out the title, so I googled the only part of the chorus I could remember and hey presto, the magic worked and up came several links, and then I found this one. Given that my love of mountains is undisputed, it seemed to be the perfect clip to put on the blog. I just love it.

According to the weather man, we are going to have a hot day today and hotter tomorrow. It will also be humid. The doors and windows are all wide open and it is peaceful and still out there. Except for those pesky birds who feel the need to communicate their joy with the wider world. If you open your windows, wherever you are, I swear you will hear them too. The ones in my garden. They have inbuilt loudspeakers. That reverberate around the globe.

What was that? The scan? Hmmm. The scanner was broken. But they assure me that I am low risk. So one lot say keep moving and the other say lie still. I think I will do a bit of both as I am clearly a medical expert and am taking the middle path here. And this time next week, I will be on my way to see the consultant.

For the past 2 years, I have been saying that once David leaves school and goes to uni, I can contemplate the many options available for me and what I want to do for the rest of my life. Time flies. And here we are. The nest will be empty and Mama bird may decide to fly too. Time to contemplate all. Nothing is impossible. Everything is an option. So I need to take that list of dreams and the list of reality and try to meld them into one. Having the time to sit and contemplate it all is probably a real bonus. Instead of saying "I wish", I can say "why not?" and see if things can work. It is an exciting prospect. Scary, but exciting. I need a healthy dose of courage and daring, and then get the leg fixed so I can take a running leap off the next cliff.

I may yet turn up on your doorsteps, people.

You have been warned......