朝

ほんの1時間だけヒーターを付けようか。

寒いと解っていながら、早朝に窓を開ける。
春の曇り空でも清々しく感じるのが、朝の不思議なところだ。

自分のために、浅煎りしたコーヒーをいれる。

ゆっくりとペーパードリップしながら立ち昇る湯気を見ている。

鳥の声と、遠くからよく響く車のタイヤと路面の摩擦音。早朝の音と音との間合いが、明るくなるにつれて段々と短くなって、町が動き始める。

気の利いた言葉も出てこなくて、何の特別なことがなくとも、自然と早起きしたというだけで、良い。

朝が好きになったのはいつからだろう。

Should I turn on the electric heater for only an hour?

Though it's cold air in the early morning, I open the window.
It's strange but white heavy cloud doesn't make me dim deeply. The air is fresh, and I can feel the opened earth.

I drip a light roasted coffee slowly for myself by hand.

Sending up the white steam

I just look at that.


Birds are singing in the high.

The sound by a car make an echo in the silence.

While I was drinking a cup of coffee, the town had started by many people, animals and woods.

Although I couldn't say anything with good sentences and any special things were not coming, I could feel a wonderful time because I woke up early in this morning.
Just earlier, just happier.

I don't remember when I find the happy in the early morning.