Poets and writers have lauded Morning's soft Light for centuries and if I am awake when that is happening, I agree.But over the past years, Morning has come in two stages: Pill time when Mr Bear stumbles to the kitchen, takes his meds and has breakfast, then returns to bed; and the 'official' Morning when I wake up, take my pills, and have enough beanjuice (ie coffee) in me to comprehend the world around me.
Blessings to all those 'early risers' out there.
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