There are generally two kinds of morning sheep.
This one:
Or this one:
One guess as to which one I am this morning. And another guess as to how the writing is going. Oh, well. At least I am looking at cute pictures of sheep. That is always good.
Have a good weekend. Blessings, Lisa
Cold morning. Still dark outside as the seasons change.
Warm Lyons tea. Hand painted cute raccoon mug.
As the warmth fills my hands, I relax. I feel better.
I enjoy holding the heat as much as drinking it.
I breathe deeply. Aahhh….
The restorative power of a cuppa tea in my hands.
Blessings on your day, and may you drink much good tea,
Lisa
Postscript….those of you who prefer coffee, insert preferred word above. 🙂
Actually, I am the pirate. Â I drank all of my coffee yesterday, and in the fits of “I don’t want to go to Walmart,” I did not take the proper steps to ensure a happy morning this morning….i.e., buying the coffee and bringing it home. Â Hence, things are a bit dicey this morning. Â I am drinking Irish breakfast tea, and while it’s very good…..Well, you who drink coffee know what I’m saying. Â Glancing back over this post, I now see many run-on sentences, owing to my foggy brain.
Moral of the story?  Coffee is good.  Blessings on your day, and I hope you have plenty of coffee.  Lisa    (Number of times I said the word “coffee” in this post: 5.  Now it’s 6.)
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