Mornings.
Sometimes I wonder if there can be anything more reassuring than mornings. What do you say?
The start to a new day, the striking proclamation of a new beginning. What can signify a new start, a new chance better than mornings themselves? And the most wonderful thing is you need not wait too long for one either. It is always there waiting, like a faithful friend, at the end of every single day.
There are so many connotations to this start of a new day. It brings an end to darkness and illuminates the word with light. It is about the rising sun, the chirping of birds and the azure blues of the sky. Mornings are beautiful, rejuvenating and worth every bit romanticizing about. Everything looks brighter and full of hope come mornings. No wonder poets like Wordsworth have written verses inspired by the silent beauty of it.
There’s something about mornings which sets the tone for the day, with positive energies , almost always.
I remember the mornings in Shillong, graceful and beautiful, bathing the hill station town with the sun’s golden glow. The vivid colors, always so pristine at that hour of the day.
A beautiful morning is always there waiting, like a faithful friend, at the end of every single day.
There’s so much about a morning which makes it delightful, full of hope.
The silent beauty in its early hours, perhaps. It certainly is for me. The world in slumber, just waking up to its freshness, the grasses laden in dew, green and inviting, the flowers opening up to the sun’s golden rays, have magic written all over. Gradually the entire surrounding bathing in a kind of nascent beauty, that’s one of the things I love about mornings.
Mornings remind me of…
- …Fresh breath ( I know, after having brushed of course!)
- …New beginnings
- …Light
- …Fading darkness
- …Striking greens
- …Colorful blooms
- …Warm sun rays
- …New promises
- …Chirping of birds
- …Piping hot tea, freshly brewed too
- …Chores, of course!
Though I might not be a fan of waking up early, I always stop, even if for a moment, to take it all in every time I do. With so much working the ‘morning way’, you don’t really need to do anything special to appreciate life, appreciate the start of a brand new day.
The first cup of tea with S to begin with, discussing our plans for the day, the week and even life are integral to my mornings. These days the feeding, cleaning and bathing rituals with M make my mornings special, hectic but special none the less.
I am a morning person. If I wake up an hour post 5, I feel like half my day is wasted. Mornings mean the temple bells, the call to prayer, the birds in the bird bath, the morning walkers and so many others.
I am a morning person. If I wake up an hour post 5, I feel like half my day is wasted. Mornings mean the temple bells, the call to prayer, the birds in the bird bath, the morning walkers and so many others.
Mornings are always special. I love the silence that morning brings. Loved reading this, Naba. Wanted to wake up a bit early after reading this. 🙂
Five days a week, I am on my way to work. In the spring (we are in a cold winter climate) the birds singing before dawn will sometimes wake me up. But right now, it is dark and I get to see the sun rise on my ride into work. It's silent but not for too much longer. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
I am not really a lover of mornings but I like watching sunrises.
Getting my son to school on time takes up most of my morning and I just relax later.
I can see you just love them. You made them romantic.
I am not really a lover of mornings but I like watching sunrises.
Getting my son to school on time takes up most of my morning and I just relax later.
I can see you just love them. You made them romantic.
I almost always have a hard time waking up, but once I do manage to drag myself from my bed, mornings are my favorite time of the day.:)
I love mornings, too! It has been quite some time now since I have been waking up really early, even before the sun comes up to wake the earthlings. And, this is the time, when it is pleasantly silent, silent enough for us to hear our thoughts loud and clear. And, it is also when the birds begin to wake up, visiting my balcony for their breakfast. I love their chirping, like the tinkling bells in a temple. Oh, I could go on and on about my favourite time of the day! 🙂
Looove mornings – fresh start, new beginning… Yup – if I have plenty of time its the best ! Long breakfast with tea- looking outside at the trees, soft start…
true, there is something magical and positive in mornings 🙂
I was not particularly fond of mornings until I was forced to wake up because of work and it has definitely changed me as a person. I am more organised or at least it seems so. 🙂