I’m sitting here, back porch, in actual morning light, You know I’m running late if it’s light out. But it is getting light earlier and earlier.

But it’s not my fault

The pump in our birdbath was making noise, so I cleaned it. Causing me to be running even later.

Dawgs weren’t co-operative this morning, making us even more tardy.

Yesterday, on our dawg walk, we didn’t see a soul. This morning each and every single one of the predawn walkers were out, explaining why they “didn’t make it” yesterday. Of course I listened politely, further enhancing our delay.

So I’m late.