Morning thought: coffee, self medicating stimulant.
Sunday morning. Somewhat awake. Need coffee.
Sunday silence. Sunday sun. Sunday serenity.
Naked trees. Crows cawing. Blue sky.
Another night of cold, gusty winds.
Coffee: it livens up the mood.
Strong winds. Power outages. Nature’s doing.
Doing meditation atop a snow pile.
Good conversation. Great times. Happy people.
Into the void. No exit found.
Do it yourself, works for me.
High on life is all good.
Lazy day. Idling by. Forward moving.
Walking in freshly falling snow. Heavenly.
Watching the canary do his thing.
I’m old school…. because I’m old.