The Temperature of Morning
As autumn deepens, the morning air grows sharper. The leaves outside the window each wear a different color, and puddles left by last night's rain glint in the street. On a morning like this, are you someone who drinks coffee while looking out the window, or someone who goes back to find the covers? The shifts in feeling that a season brings always arrive a little differently. Pick one to say what kind of morning this is for you today.
This morning, where is your heart?
Walking around a morning puddle, I saw the sky reflected in my shoe. I walked a few steps further just like that.