Blowing in the wind

Today I wake up, take a shower, and head to the kitchen to re-heat a cup of coffee. Then I decide I will not be too lazy to make some fresh. I stare out the kitchen window, and as the coffee pot is filling with cool water, I realize the dark of night is leaving. I look at the clock: 6:36 a.m. I’m overjoyed that the days are getting longer, and the cold Wisconsin winter will soon give way to a muddy, but oh-so-fresh-smelling spring. Thank you God for another sober day.