This was the view from my front porch in the morning. Lady Di and I sitting in our red rockers. 63 Degrees. Freshly ground and brewed 8 O' Clock Hazelnut coffee in my favorite mug in one hand; the newspaper in my other. It ain't always like this, but it sure is nice when it is.Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Oh, What a Beautiful Morning!
This was the view from my front porch in the morning. Lady Di and I sitting in our red rockers. 63 Degrees. Freshly ground and brewed 8 O' Clock Hazelnut coffee in my favorite mug in one hand; the newspaper in my other. It ain't always like this, but it sure is nice when it is.
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Yes, it was a beautiful morning! No more yellow pine dust, not too warm and not too cold.
I love the rendition of this old song!
'Twas, indeed. Ray Charles sure could bring it, couldn't he?
What a coincidence----I did the same thing this a.m., only I was looking at North Bay, in a white rocker, and my cat shared the view. Some days just have a good start! fdb
Amen!
What a nice way to start the day!
It was nice, Star. 'Course, got that work thing later...
I'm not working! Like my brother said, "Sometimes you just gotta show a movie!"
It's Mrs. Doubfire in Psych and Fly Boys in US and Euro History!
And it's a beautiful morn in Tampa Town too. Sasha Fierce and I went for a little 2 mile jog this am.
That's the stuff, A-Man.
delightful!
Thanks, Col
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