more good things

good things come - ya huh ! they really do

and those good things ... they just keep on comin'

I've been up and out walking really early this morning with Missy D and Piper Belle. Just us and the snowploughs. We had a few centimetres of snow over night and a few of the regular John Deer and New Holland tractors roam the village streets like giant bugs on their way to contracted driveway clearing. Farmers making a little extra cash in the winter months. We love to stop on our early morning walks, the girls noses stuck in a snow bank breathing in evidence and interest while I stop to stare at the sky and the few stars still twinkling while I listen to the quiet. We like to peer into houses, into lit windows to see who's already up and drinking coffee or who's houses are cloaked in darkness their inhabitants still tucked into slumberland.

Early morning really is my most favourite time of the day. My power hours as MLou has so aptly coined. Anything can happen, always fresh and brand new, always full of hope and promise.

I've been having a week of urgentlessness here at the TTD - no panics, no crazy deadlines, no ASAP's which of course turns me into a non-productive slug creature who sits in front of her computer surfing, listening (and watching I confess) to episodes of The Daily Show (I heart Jon Stewart), reading blogs and generally wasting hours upon hours of time. It's not that I don't have a million zillion things that I could be doing.

That's what I love about a brand new day - it's a chance to turn this darn ship around ...