I am not a morning person. I am not a night person. I guess that makes me a mid-day person. However this week I have become an early bird.

Cats love birds. I am cat sitting this week with a cat that seems to love me at 4:30 in the morning. You know the saying the early bird gets the worm?
He must believe the early cat gets the early bird to get out of bed so he can eat an early meal and that means that his meal is the worm.

I have found a whole new world that early in the morning. With the sun coming up I watch the birds flitting from tree to tree and the bunnies coming out of their hiding place. This morning the earth was washed with showers and everything looked fresh and beautiful. Maybe that is why this early cat thought he needed to rouse me out of a deep sleep. He knew the secret of what I was missing.

I did catch the worm. I caught God‘s beauty at it’s best with fresh eyes on a fresh morning. What better way to start a new day?