The sun is rising behind me as I walk toward the ocean. Today my new routine continues—for the fourth day in a row I have gone for an early morning walk. This morning I walked to the cruise ship terminal to investigate parking options for when my aunt and two cousins arrive for a few hours’ visit on the weekend.
Early mornings are quiet here. Along the way I came across crows scavenging, picking through what was left behind by partying crowds overnight. Two squirrels chattering away in what appeared to be either a heated discussion, or some sort of mating ritual. Seagulls are always numerous along the shoreline, interrupting the patter of running shoes along the concrete path.
Later this morning I will have to walk downtown for a meeting, maneuvering through the crowds of tourists. If only they knew how special the mornings are before they all get up and explore my neighbourhood!

Indeed, mornings are so special, especially when out on an early morning walk.
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