Posts Tagged: morning sun

what’s your rush?


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This morning I'm moving about my place, finishing coffee and packing things up for work, and I'm stopped still by the sun showing itself, suddenly, in a mirror.

"Good morning," the sun says. "What's your hurry?"

"I'm glad to see you too," I say.


morning sun on my arm

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Breakfast:  milk, egg, watermelon and cherries.  Coffee and catching up with the world.  Some moments you wish you could hold onto just a little longer.  But they're fleeting, like sunlight drifting across the table.  And then it's time to go to work.