I gave a ride to friends to catch an early morning train. It was still dark when I got home, plus it was cold. After a few warm days, the temps have taken another dive...and I'm not mad about it. The quiet of this time of day is a pleasure, especially with a fire in the wood stove and a mug of tea. It's a good time for writing as well. So I sat with my feet tucked under me and did my morning practice. A nap some time later might be in order.
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