in the early
of 4:30… its
still dark and
yet the early
no other sounds
its a thing
of beauty listening
and also relaxing
dark. dreary. rainy. lightning. thundering start to the morning
Sometimes I do feel this way.
Happiness is the morning’s first cup of coffee.
-Don @ A Pondering Mind
“Every morning we are born again. What we do today is what matters most.”
It was a beautiful morning, and it would be nice if it stayed this way.
A spare of the moment photo at 8:19 AM.
A photo of the sunlight at 6:51 AM.
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Sunday morning photo. Its a bit out of focus. I do like it.
Another conversation between he and she.
She: Good morning.
He: Good morning, or is it a good morning.
She: I see your not in a good mood.
She: Yes, you.
He: Do you really want to know why I’m not in a good mood?
She: Please tell.
He: Well … I slept like shit.
She: Shit is not a good thing.
He: You got that right.
She: Since you slept as you say, like shit then that is not a good thing.
She: So how I can help you to make this a good morning?
He: First off, I need a good, strong mug of black coffee.
She: That’s a good thing for you.
He: Coffee is good, and good for the soul too.
She: I’ll stick with a good cup of tea.
He: Tea is good, but I’m not a morning tea drinker.
She: I know that.
He: Good that we agree on that.
She: How’s the coffee?
He: As good as it gets.
He: Now that the coffee is working, it looks like it’s going to be good day.
She: I love it when you have a good day, and a good evening too.
He: A good day, makes everything right with the world.
She: I hope tonight you get a good night’s sleep.
He: I’m planning on it.
She: Good of you to say that.
He: It’s all good.
What’s money? A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do. — Bob Dylan
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive – to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love. — Marcus Aurelius
Coffee was excellent
All is well with the world.