One of the joys of morning at home is slipping quietly downstairs, brewing a cup of green tea, catching up with friends on the computer and watching the world outside our kitchen window turn from night to day.
This morning the moon is hanging in the dark western sky and there’s a blue haze in the atmosphere. The city lights down the hill are twinkling softly. The air is chilly and fresh. Blue is just beginning to gather in the sky but the hills behind us are still black.
I love watching the day come to life. The hills will first turn blue. On a clear morning the approaching sun will crown them with a glorious and vibrant earth shadow of indigo and pink. Then the hills will gradually turn golden as the sky in the east begins to brighten.
The light of day will march towards us across the city below. Windows from homes and offices will punctuate the approaching light with momentary sparkles of light. Then the sunlight will touch the hill tops and begin its march down the slopes into the valley below.
Day has arrived. And the cup of warm tea is in my belly, the taste still lingers on my tongue. Time to get on with the duties of the day.
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