I am not, by any measure, a so called “morning person.” rather, as insomnia keeps me up until the wee hours and deep sleep is hard earned, I am defiantly resistant to being awakened before my anointed hour, which is never earlier than eight a.m.. Fishing trips are an exception, but that’s another story.

My wife’s waking behavior is completely in contrast to my own. Most often, she is up and buzzing around long before I’m even close to consciousness. Being hesitant to open my eyes, her active presence is usually announced by the sound of her voice.

“Thank you! Very good day!”

These words have become her mantra, used anywhere and anytime for anything that strikes her fancy.

A drawing she has just completed coloring, “Thank you! Very good day!”

Cutting rose buds for the dining table, “Thank you! Very good day!”

Hummingbirds gathering at the feeder, “Thank you! Very good day!”

Her morning cup of coffee, “Thank you! Very good day!”

Meeting people on our daily walk, “Thank you! Very good day!”

There is no end to how and where these words are used, which leads me to consider  that if our vocabulary was limited, if we only had a language of five words, my wife’s choices would do quite well.

“Thank you! Very good day!”

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