January 11, 2012
The red digital numbers read 4:52 as I reach to press the button to shut the alarm clock off before it blasts the annoying beep-beep-beep.
Now I have eight minutes to nestle in quietly cozy and plan my day. This is the very last time I will have to get up at 5:00am. What bliss it will be to sleep until Natures cycles awaken me. What bliss it will be when there is no need for a clock to pierce the winter darkness and force me from my warm cocoon.
The routine today will be like many others. Feed the fire. Prepare the meals. Wash the dishes. Look after the animals.
But tomorrow: Hurrah! A new chapter will begin. And, Dear Lord in Heaven, Please let it be a long one. Just the two of us, working towards our lifelong dream: 'Back-to-the-Land' in our little log house, on our riverside property, in the snowy mountains of British Columbia, Canada.
“Kevin, it's morning. Today is the day!” I gently nudge and quietly speak.