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I sit here, my fingers curling around a hot mug of tea.

Warm spicy chai notes stumbling across my tongue.

Apricot hues peek through the blinds, it’s a sepia morning.

Mist swirls, frost clings, woodsmoke lingers.

My world still slumbers on.

Two sleepy heads still gently breathing on their pillows.

Canine grunts from the corner, paws twitching from squirrel chasing dreams.

And I sit here, silently, sipping, thoughts wandering.

Blessing this extra hour that autumn has gifted.

©️ Juliette Turrell