Night becoming day
Morning punctuation mark
Steaming hot coffee
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Ha! Isn’t that the way things are.
You are so right, Nigel. Good to hear from you. It’s been a while.
Oh yes. That steaming hot coffee just gets the day going right, doesn’t it?
I can’t imagine doing without it.
I’m glad you got this posted Ina, it’s a lovely way of describing that first coffee.
Thanks, Andrea.