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by: InMyLife

I love the quiet of early Sunday mornings in the spring, when hardly a car passes by and the birds punctuate the silence intermittently with their morning song.  The colors of early morning are muted, dusky, tinged with gray, as though the sun hasn't had her coffee yet, but each minute adds light, deepening and sharpening the hues.  My coffee is strong and smooth and aromatic and blunts the chill of the crisp, cool morning air.

When I was a child, I had a love/hate relationship with Sunday mornings because I loved the weekly family breakfast and wanted to linger at that peaceful oasis, but many Sundays we had to dress for church, which I hated.  There was the latin mass, pungent incense which reminded me of our neighbor who seemed to bathe in cheap cologne, the boring cadence, the continual reminders to stop fidgeting.  Then there were the guitar masses, a bit more fun, but the sermons and dry wafers that always stuck to the roof of my mouth, served up by the man in black robes who never smiled and always asked for money, were so tedious.
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