How the Morning Begins
The hour when morning light slips in through the curtains. In the moment you start the day with a cup of coffee, I find myself wondering what kind of person you are.
In the morning, which type are you?
The hour when morning light slips in through the curtains. In the moment you start the day with a cup of coffee, I find myself wondering what kind of person you are.
In the morning, which type are you?
Looking out the window this morning, dew had formed on the lettuce seedlings I planted yesterday. At the tips of the leaves, sunlight glinted small.