Loving the Early Morning Darkness

As much as I entertain fantasies of having Jersey cows, I am truly an urbanite, in love with early morning diners and neon lights even when my diner is my kitchen.

When I get up at three to let my dog out I see the blue flickering of TV's in tenement windows and I am comforted by that. This morning the sky is dark and clear and the stars are visible.

Nuns are making chocolate at the abbey, farmers are milking cows at Wright's Dairy, postmen are sorting mail at our local post office, Bill is correcting physics exams downstairs.

Now its 5:30 AM. Lily is curled up on her bed at my feet and I am listening to the BBC.