The thought that rolls my body out of bed is The garden! Now in the cool of the morning, i can feed the birds, feed the fish, drink a cup of tea, meander around the garden, and meditate. By 8:30, it's hot, and it's too late to garden. By mid-morning, it's time to sit in the shade, wearing sunglasses, and allow the day to run according to its own schedule.
But now, just after dawn, all is quiet, a few birds still sing, and the world is beautiful.