Oh my goodness, it’s a beautiful morning.
I’ve watched the sunrise every morning this week. Some days it was through a heavy cloud of fog, once or twice through the rain. And I’ve been looking forward to Saturday so I could sit on my porch, in no rush, enjoy a cup of coffee and listen to the birds.
It’s a little chilly but the sun is bright and there are little white puffy clouds scattered against the blue. The air is crisp and clean and except for the birds, it’s quiet and peaceful.
Just the way I like to start my day.