Always inconstant...

By bikeyPete

Be....

From a listless bed, upon which my mind floated like a paper boat, I took the morning at its best. Out into the fields, where swaying grass and crop danced to the warm breezes rhythm. With my arms behind my head I lay and stared at the lazy early morning clouds, who, having nothing better to do, loitered. In peace and silence I watched as the Sun burnt away the misty lingerers, evaporating in gentle spirals.

Listening to the symphony of insects about me brought the busy day ahead....time to move.

One thing is for sure....it was a grand way to start the day!

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