Countenance

There is something to be said for waking up in the early dawn when the grace of beauty blossoms into vision, one golden ray at a time, the coffee seems to taste more invigorating, and the welcoming peace and contemplation work as dew upon green in quenching the soul, drenching it in an abundance of languid luxury for whatever the sunlight might bring.

Oh, how I love to stay up and gaze upon the moon and starlight, too. Obsessions, truly. I've found, however, that generally my posts late at night tend to dwell upon personal growth and release (related to whatever I've observed within humanity or myself for that day), while the earliest of early posts are filled with purpose and vitality and the excitement of beginnings. I'll take both, if you please, with a nary a care for the sip of wine under the shower of light of a shooting star - or a cappuccino cream at the first inhale of a fragrant sunrise. Smiles.

Drink up Life.

Living Joy - This Carman Girl