When I wake up in the morning, I never know what to expect. No matter what I do, I can seem to be prepared. One day it’s this. The next day it’s that. Some days I shake my head in wonder. How did that happen? There was no telling at the beginning of the day. Somehow I end up with egg on my face some days. Other days the amazing thing happens. It’s almost enough to make one believe in miracles.
no clouds, no umbrella