Some people aren’t fans of mornings. I am, always have been. I love everything about mornings, the fresh, crisp air, the chirping birds, the way the sun looks as it peeks out from behind the clouds in the east. But most of all, I love the significance of morning – the fresh slate we are all blessed with, the new day that is before us. We choose what to make of it, of course, but we have been granted a new beginning, every day.
My first steps outside this morning with my coffee cup enveloped me with the grace and virtue of the new day. Bathed in morning light, the deep hues of red and pink were intertwined, against the stark green foliage. What a pleasant and beautiful surprise this was and a reminder of the new day before me.
May you be blessed with a beautiful day!
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