We awaken to the alarm/FM radio tuned to our local news station. It’s 5:30 AM and even though I am retired, I get up with my husband and plug in the percolator and wait for the delicious aroma to fill the kitchen. I open the patio door to the scene below. For the past couple of weeks, though, the scene is dark and I have to wait for the sun to light up the sky.
Why do I still get up early? My body clock cannot be reset, and it may be the only time husband and I have to talk without being interrupted by phones, knocks on the door, or activities that take us in different directions.