I'm up very early...for a Saturday. It has to be because of the loud gusts of wind angrily shaking my windowscreens, fiercely making its presence known.
Now tell me, how did we go from a calm and very sunny eighty-something degree day {yesterday} to having unending bursts of cold air slamming into the frame of the house, as though it is being punished for a deed not done? And this 'wind assault' has been going on throughout the night...
And so, I am awake.
Well, there are some gifts that result from an early morning awakening... the house is quiet {albeit the 'wind assault'} and I can read, uninterrupted, a couple of chapters in the novel that has already taken me far too long to finish.
...and the true 'gift' of it all?....
... discovering that lavender, when dropped into a warm, bubble infused bath, seems to be most fragrant and soothing - right. before. dawn.