"Mine is first thing in the morning, drinking my coffee listening to the birds in silence.
Bliss  "
And we find morning sex is great to get you in the right frame of mind and ready to start the day  |
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Early morning, as the sun breaks the horizon with her pin prick of radiance..the birds hail her rising with melodious song, often harmonious in their variance of sound. Can you smell the freshness of this dawn, when the dew sits upon the grass and the leaves.The blossoms hold beadlets upon their petals, as if neither wishes for the loss, but what loss for when the bead of dew falls does it not fall to the ground to refresh the roots that hold firm this flower. See the webs, spun of strongest silk, the creator sitting in silence not knowing the beauty of its own creation this cool morn..it s_ines as silver amidst the coloured canvas of nature..the dampness which lays upon each thread is but a lure of fascination to our eyes. So I raise my cup toward my lips and as I take but one sip I smile...for this is my world..the trees, the birds, the wildness of sweet nature.the coffee hits my heart as it runs throughout my blood , the caffeinne pounding like a drum, a drum that beats to the rythm of this place we call Earth, home, sanctuary..we all see it so differently, sense it in so many ways, but surely by now we should see, that no matter colour or language or height or thoughts, we are of this same place..we are all part of each other and all that dwells here. XX  |
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Two equal favourites......
Early morning if I have nothing to, before everyone is up so I can have a coffee in peace.
Mid-evening, when everyone has left me in peace and I can have coffee uninterrupted.
Think there might be a pattern.... |
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I work shifts, and my favourite time of day is about 0330 of a summer morning. Coming back from a job with dawn just creeping in, roads quiet, and just birdsong and the warm promise of an unspoilt day ahead. Just a pity I have to share it with 3 other people on the mac_ine  |
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"Early morning, as the sun breaks the horizon with her pin prick of radiance..the birds hail her rising with melodious song, often harmonious in their variance of sound. Can you smell the freshness of this dawn, when the dew sits upon the grass and the leaves.The blossoms hold beadlets upon their petals, as if neither wishes for the loss, but what loss for when the bead of dew falls does it not fall to the ground to refresh the roots that hold firm this flower. See the webs, spun of strongest silk, the creator sitting in silence not knowing the beauty of its own creation this cool morn..it s_ines as silver amidst the coloured canvas of nature..the dampness which lays upon each thread is but a lure of fascination to our eyes. So I raise my cup toward my lips and as I take but one sip I smile...for this is my world..the trees, the birds, the wildness of sweet nature.the coffee hits my heart as it runs throughout my blood , the caffeinne pounding like a drum, a drum that beats to the rythm of this place we call Earth, home, sanctuary..we all see it so differently, sense it in so many ways, but surely by now we should see, that no matter colour or language or height or thoughts, we are of this same place..we are all part of each other and all that dwells here. XX "
I think he means mormings  |
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