This is what you missed:
A watercolor sky, washed with pink
The air thick with pear blossom scent
A coffee klatch of sparrows, planning their day
The feel of a road beneath your feet
A fleeting taste of spring
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Mornings are the best. Especially ones with watercolor skies, blossoms, sparrows, and roads. Summer has pretty much swallowed spring where I live. But early morning is the best time for a fleeting remembrance of spring.
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