Morning coffee 5

 Sitting on the deck , the air was cooler than it has been all summer.  Humidity finally was lower so the back of her hair wasn’t immediately wet at the nape of her neck and the coffee was brewed perfectly this morning . Summer was officially moving across the globe ushering in her favorite season of fall. 

The green leaves were slightly less bright and looking across the lawn she could see one tree that had already started turning a slight orange. It’s felt so nice in that moment with the sun on her face and her throat warm with coffee. 

Her Alexa was playing her usual 70s easy listening and it was quietly drifting out the open kitchen window and her 9 chicken girls were actively walking at their gate door to see if she was coming over to let them out for the day. She backed to a green space in the city so the wildlife activity in her yard was always high so the girls had an irregular schedule to throw off the foxes and coyotes .  

She wondered if this perfect weather morning paired with perfectly blended coffee  would lead to a perfect  afternoon , giggling to herself in the warm sun ,she knew it would be if she simply thought it was.so she stored some of the sun in her heart, the feel of the breeze on skin and  laid back for just five more minutes so later when she was tired her reserve would be full .