no apparent reason

 Monday morning is quiet, the weather is cool, It is just light, and it is five in the morning. Close the eyes tight, and listen to the birds singing. There is a draught, it can be felt on the nose, this being exposed beyond the bedclothes.

Sleep and doze until nature's needs force a visit to the bathroom, but see that it is still too early to get up.

Now it is half past seven, the breakfast has been made and taken, and the cat has received some food as well. The hens are noisy next door, probably laying eggs. It stops, its work must be done now.

Sitting in sleeping clothes at the small table beside the unmade bed, think that this may be the best time of the day. There are no duties to be fulfilled as yet.

Thinking of this reminds that there are prints to be made, that there is work to be done just maintaining some form of decency in this long retirement.

Now the bells sound twice, it is half past seven, and for no apparent reason the neighbours dog starts to bark.