Thy morning hours

Photo by Teri Lain

Like the true recluse, I enjoy the morning in its darkest hours, seeing, smelling and tasting what blissful miracles it has to offer.

Like the polite, well-mannered gentlewoman, I do nothing during those night morning hours, in fear of waking and offending those who sleep walk.

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