Monday Morning Musings..

Mornings are fleeting. They arrive fragile as the beautiful night-blooming cereus which blooms only once a year at night. If you miss it, you have to wait for it to come around again, and in the meantime there is nothing else like it. I am a morning person – although I have not always been one. I seem to have been developing an appreciation for this special time of day only as a middle-aged or elderly person can appreciate youth. Perspective changes everything!

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