a still morning, bright and clear. late july and i feel just a touch of sadness in it's song. i'm breaking into the day while my house is still silent. the neighborhood is quiet and sleepy still. the sun is bright. and i can smell the lake. clothespegs in my hand, always two at a time. white cotton towels bleached by the sun. a cup of yogurt and some tea. and a walk through the harbor with edgar. that is my morning. and i love it.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
a still morning, bright and clear. late july and i feel just a touch of sadness in it's song. i'm breaking into the day while my house is still silent. the neighborhood is quiet and sleepy still. the sun is bright. and i can smell the lake. clothespegs in my hand, always two at a time. white cotton towels bleached by the sun. a cup of yogurt and some tea. and a walk through the harbor with edgar. that is my morning. and i love it.
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Sounds like such a lovely way to spend the morning! I love the quiet early morning hours.
ReplyDeletea wlonderful way to start the day : )
ReplyDeletehaving that time alone and quiet is essential for me. i hope both of you had lovely mornings as well.
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