At nearly 5:00 AM, the deck is cool and peaceful.

4:00 AM, I responded to nature’s semi-gentle urging, and after feeling the strong, cool breezes overpowering the first floor, I decided to relax outside a bit. The wind is 15+ mph, and the wind chimes are clanging around to a bizarre rhythm that only Bernstein could decipher, and the dogs are lounging near by. 

 I am wanting to return to my bed, but this is relaxing and peaceful as the storm front, stretching all the way north to Canada and all the way back to St. Louis, prepares to enter the Miami Valley. 

 It’s 4:45 AM, and I am hoping it will be the rain that forces me the to finally make a retreat inside. These wind chimes have actually become maddening.