My husband is a wonderful man in many ways. Over the past five or six years we've shared a hobby together which has been a neat way for us to connect, spend time together, and has enhanced our communication. We're birders, who love to challenge ourselves with identification of birds in our local parks, our backyard, and bodies of water. We enjoy documenting the birds in life lists, yearly lists, and even a county list.
BLH (Bird-lovin' husband) is an early riser and has even drug me into his obsessive quiet morning time of walking in the woods before the dawn. I love it once I'm out there, I just don't love leaving my luscious pillow and cozy bed in the morning. My intentions in the evening are admirable when he asks if I'd like to walk in the morning, yet my age and hormonal sleep patterns sometime dash those intentions.
This morning we headed out before dawn to a local park and saw deer, hawks, cardinals, a beautiful formation of Canada geese, and even saw a couple of fox sparring up on their hind legs. We guessed it was foreplay between a male and female since there tusseling lacked actual agression. Later when we parked ourselves on a picnic bench for some prayer time and Bible study we saw a Yellow-bellied Sapsucker, tons of Bluejays, some Red-bellied Woodpeckers, and more deer skirting through the daylight.
Here's my husband's blog appropriately entitled Quiet Time.
Thank you Lord, for faithful husbands who love you, your creation, and are patient with wives who aren't necessarily morning people.