And this is my daybreak.

I sit alone on the cabin's deck. Below me bullfrogs burp in the weeds. A red-winged blackbird whistles and fizzes. Last night at dusk I heard loons, but this morning they are quiet.

Beside me: a mug of steaming black coffee and a backpack stuffed with plans. So far, only one mosquito has wandered by.

This will be a long and intense and exciting and draining day. Sitting here is a good way to start.