I love Sunday mornings.
Sunday mornings are a peaceful homage to the sanctity and
beauty of living an authentic life. I am
an early riser on Sunday mornings. I love to languish in bed and let the beauty
of the morning engulf me.
In the winter I
open my French doors and embrace the cold that chills my bones and edifies my
soul. In the summer I look out my French doors as the world comes alive at five
thirty.
Sundays are like manna to starved soul.
Abby
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