I have been savouring my early mornings in the garden, getting up with the sun to let our hens out, and then spending the pre-breakfast hour outside. The mornings around our neighbourhood are quiet, calm, peaceful. Our garden is a meditative place to start the day. My little helper is usually with me, as she's up early with the birds and eager to get going. But the morning air and light create a different mood from the rest of our busy daytime, and we quietly work side by side, tending to weeds, peeking at new vegetables, taking a little harvest into our baskets. Today it was tomatoes. I wouldn't miss these early mornings for anything.