The sky was pink from rim to rim with rosy clouds,that send their glow on to the tips of the tree tops and awakened all the birds of the neighbourhood into song.
from: a bush calender April.
There is one good thing about not sleeping well at night,
I get too enjoy different hours of a day.
The morning glimpse of the sun which i see rising with the light of a candle
The morning songs of birds more then I can Imagine living in a city
Dingo purring away with me as his pillow.
I try too see the positive of not having good nights of sleep lately,it will pass I know.