The night owl and the early bird

Mom and Dad had distinctly different sleep patterns.

Dad was the early-to-bed, early-to-rise type.

I wondered what type of feathered friend an official Early Bird might be. Judging from the above picture, maybe a goose?

Mom, on the other hand, loved to stay up late.

She was the ultimate Night Owl: Reading, chatting with her adult children when they visited, even writing poetry:

The early riser leaves me
to a later hour

You crest in morning
while I operate by starlight
reading before we sleep
our closeness has no clock
in bed or out

I move my head onto your pillow
when you’re up
and curl into your place
knowing it is always warm where you were

~ joan vayo ~ 5 September, 2000

Our Night Owl thoroughly enjoyed an afternoon nap on occasion.

A nap on Christmas afternoon, after all, is a gift in and of itself!

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