…is to watch the morning unfold, looking as inviting as buttered toast. The sun is out and someone in the apartment has decided to liven things up by playing the saxophone….it’s odd I always relate the sax to a moonless night. For a brief moment I think I hear the flutter of pigeons…getting breakfast I suppose? As for me I shall squander away the morning for its mine to give. Nothing beats the feeling of warm sun on your back and the spectacle called life.
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Wonderful words, and more than that Where do you get all the pics from? I really can’t believe that you click them each and every time to match your words… If yes then amazing, no words 🙂
Yes I do…they are mostly of everyday life anoop😄
Well then, you have a great taste or rather different taste. All of them very different..Very much a different person, evident from your writings too 😀
Cheers!
Beautiful
❤☺❤goood morning ❤☺❤
I bet 🙂
My theory is that certain cameras have a soul. Yours certainly seems to be in that fraternity.
Does a leetle dance and a twirl and looks up expectantly ..I needs candy ☺☺☺
I love the composition and saturated colors here-it really gives a sense of warmth and abundance-lovely!
Awwwww..that just made me feel so good ❤☺❤
Love the picture this one paints.! Sounds like a fabulous morning. 🙂
I wish all mine were like this one.
Some warm tea…mayhaps a muffin or two…and it could be so ☺☺
Humm, yeah cheerios doesn’t seem the same…lol!
how did i miss this! 🙂 gorgeous this ❤
You iz invited…but you has to get your verse along 😊😀
Perhaps the best thing about waking up is recalling moments of the night before….
That I agree with you so ❤️
The ingedients of dreams…