Good morning

5:30 am and I'm starting to hear the neighborhood wake up from the quiet. The sunrise is peeking out from behind the back wall. 

Sitting outside, it's 73 degrees. 

There's dew on the grass, not from any fall chill, but rather the monsoon storms we seem to be getting like clockwork. 

Sometimes it's only 15 min in the early mornings to collect myself. But it's a priceless, meaningful experience even if the minutes are few. 

My flotation device every time.