the front balcony i have been patiently waiting all winter to inhabit is now more inviting than ever.
a book i have been inching my way though is opened in front of me.
spiced tea is slowly cooling down in a blue ceramic mug given to me by my parents.
the helm of a ship is imprinted on it.
the sun is low but rising.
and i can feel its warmth on my back, but my fingers are still a little cold.
it reminds me of mornings it florida.
the cool nights melting away under the rising sun.
you can just tell its going to be a beautiful day.
1 comment:
i like our little porch
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