Favourite moment

One of my favourites moments in the week is Sunday morning.

I love waking up early, in a quiet house. Real freedom to me is being up with the open question: what shall we do? In those two hours, all is still with the world. A few birds twitter far off, the tall tree outside our window sways its branches mutely, the house makes its own silence. Your mind is a blank canvas and the best thoughts stroll in.

Then slowly, the first stirrings begin. A few more vehicles start fading into the noise, whizzing by on the street below. A child's high pitch chatter reaches you as her mother takes her to an art class. Some elderly voices come through as they congregate to one of the multiple churches. Two squirrels scamper up and around the tree trunk.

Your stomach rumbles and says, time for breakfast. Let's wake everyone up!