In the quiet of the morning

With the sun just up, I trust, since the clouds are thick and low, but it is not dark as night anymore, when the waning crescent moon supplied a bit of light to step by to dump the ashes from the night’s fire as the early morning fire is stoked and left to burn hot,

With the sun just up, the logs have been hauled for fuel to heat with, and the Eucharist celebrated with thankful prayers for family, all.

As breakfast, a required meal of fibre and fruit to keep my body from rejecting most foods with spasms and great pain, is prepared, cereal in the bowl, coffee measured into a small glass, the french press ready, and then pre-heated and filled with water boiled on the wood burning in the fire in the stove … and

then the milk cold from the natural fridge is poured on the cool berries from nature’s fridge, the liquid milk freezes into crystals on the cold, cold berries decorating them with the snow white of frozen milk.

Add the hot coffee to milk, Kafe au lait, and the breakfast is balanced into good measures of blessing

to open this portion of the morning, with the routine well accomplished and work well planned.

First task of everyday, exercise, then Eucharist, then breakfast and something creative.

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cereal under Berries under Frosty Milk, before Coffee Golden

Today Berries Under Milk, Quiet

as only the fire sparks and moans as logs become heat and clear smoke burned so hot!

Live well. Tell the truth only. Trust God’s protection and blessing.

Receive everything with Grace, Forgive all who can be, work diligently for justice for all, and hope for things unseen and for which there is no evidence it will be provided. For this is life, as God created us to live it, filled with Love, pure and simple, even for one’s enemies.