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This was a wonderfully glorious morning! Cool temperatures and moist air, breaking dawn and chirping birds joined to make sitting on the deck a meditative experience. Sipping coffee and listening to various bird melodies, I watched the sun peek through puffy clouds and streak planks of light across roofs, cars, lawns and yes, roses that continue to bloom. This morning, after months of drought, dampness and earthy smells lifted my spirits. I am grateful for drinking coffee out on the deck in the cool, misty, early morning!

There is nothing like the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the air first thing in the morning.  As a child I remember waking up each day to sounds coming from the kitchen and the smell of coffee as Mom,  who awoke before anyone else stirred, “put the coffee on.” I looked forward to being an adult just so I could drink coffee with the  grownups.  I am a grownup now, and the aroma of brewing coffee is just as enticing as it ever was, and that first cup . . . in the quiet, watching the sunrise, listening to birds warble and the cat purring while everyone else is still asleep. . . is ritual.  I am grateful for my morning coffee..

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