What wakes you up in the morning?
Is it your bladder?
Is it the sun shining through the curtains?
Is it your child calling your name?
Is it the alarmclock?
Lately, these two ladies – sitting high on the neighbours’ roof – wake me up with their chitter.
I sip my coffee out on the balcony while watching these birds arrange their plumage – it’s a lovely way to start the day!
| Moeder en dochter maken zich op voor de dag ochtendritueel |
Mother and daughter gearing up for a new day morning ritual |
I submit today’s haiku to Recuerda Mi Corazon where our lovely hostess Rebecca brings us all together to share haiku on this Friday event Haiku my Heart.
Now that the heat is finally gone from the Netherlands and temperatures are way more do-able, I spend more time in my atelier. Last week I created ATC’s (Artist Trading Cards) and there is also a prepared canvas waiting to start on, but art journaling is my niche. I create in all kinds of (self bound) books in varies sizes and sometimes a journal get neglected for a while but there’s one journal I return to every week: the Chronicles. It’s my visual diary and I create these weekly pages for the 9th year now. (You can see all the Chronicles journals and click through the pages on my website HERE.)
The Chronicles of Marit 2018 – Week 30
I wish you all a wonderful weekend,
dance in the rain
laugh at the sun
give someone a hug and
create some memories!
Each and everyone of those has woken me over time as well as that happy couple singing you a happy tune whilst you sip your coffee.. I love watching nature carry on with their day whist we plan ours.
Very true words within your Chronicle.. Wishing you a wonderful & creative week ahead Marit.
Hugs Tracey xx
How nice.
Some birds have melodious voices, and some have harsh voices. I welcome them all!
Miss the days when I was awakened by the kids. Thanks for reminding me of those treasured times.
Hello, my dear friend! Lots of things wake me. Dreams. Birds. Sometimes, a noisy motorcycle or car. That place of sun where I didn’t quite close the curtains, a single beam on my nose! And sometimes… cats fighting! My favorite wakings are the gentle ones where the sounds and light of the new day make me stretch and eager to start afresh. And now, I am sipping my coffee while your sun moves towards setting. Yes, those are my dancing feet! I will think of your purple painted toes when I dance this Sunday and wish you were with me! Love to you both!
I cannot think of a better sound to wake to than birdsong!
What would we do without birdsong? Enjoy!
I live a quiet life. I just wake up. Perhaps the sun whispers to me.
I like your haiku.
I also like your idea of the weekend.
Cheers
good morning dear friend and thank you for the warm welcome home! i am sad to report that pain is my alarm clock! it is not unusual for me to be awake at 3. so i commune with the last stars before the world awakens in a shower of light and bird song! i love mornings-not even my pain will undo this!
Yes. Thats certainly a nice way to wake up
Happy Sunday Marit
Much ?love