Waiting for morning bird song

It is late, or is it early. I cannot speak for the rest of the team. But I have not slept a wink. My heart is already gone to the airport and hopefully I will catch up to it there.
We are just hours away from leaving.
Have you ever noticed that on the morning of a big event. Something that is important to you. Your senses are just that more heightened. I look out across my backyard from the deck above. The grass looks so green. The birds have a song that I have not noticed in , well I don’t remember. Every thing in like a high def TV.
The bags are packed. My coffee in hand. I am waiting for that moment when I can leave for our pick up point at the Finney residence. I really don’t want to look like the women of the Mervyn’s commercial (open ,open ,open ). Although I may not be able to help myself.
I will try to send off a picture of our entire team. I realize the Moore fam. Had left already when the last picture was taken. Next stop……… SeaTac Airport .