Sat.

Coffee, my friend and only companion, with me on these cold, calm mornings. No wind and a temperature at 28. The sky is brightening as I type, soft rosy glow just above the treetops pushing into a pale blue color that defys a name. Would that I could slid back under the covers into a pair of arms...ah, I know what this is..a pity party!! well, I try to limit myself to 5 minutes if I am throwing myself one and TIME is up!