EARLY MORNING JOY

The morning starts out cold, yet when the red glow rose from the hill it called me out with hat, jacket, even gloves. The chill such that breath misted on exhale. In August?

Despite the feelings of lower mood, the usual joy broke forth at the site of little bunny in front of me on the path during the cool, misty, yet bright, early morn.

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