I love mornings. There is always the feeling of possibilities, that anything can happen. It doesn’t matter if you have your day planned down to the minute: anything can still happen.
The day began for me around 6:30 with a bowl of blueberries. In the past couple of weeks, I’ve devoured huge amounts of blueberries and raspberries. I require fruit! Now I’m tempted to become a fruitatarian, which would definitely shake p Buck. He’s been a vegetarian since 1962, and has become very used to my carnivorous ways.
white pebble 