First Thing

Today, I took an early walk before the heat began building. The sky was full of light but still uncertain. The day did not yet know what it would become.

This is one reason to walk first thing in the morning: the freshness of the air and the sense of possibility.

But there is another. There is the fact that the walking itself shapes the day, makes it more than it would be otherwise.

This doesn't happen all the time, but it did today. And I'm grateful for it.

(No, I wasn't walking on a beach, but I was remembering it.)