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The way the light shifts through the blinds when you're not sure if you want to get up yet
There's a specific kind of Saturday morning where the light looks like it's deciding whether to commit — warm and thin, then gone. I just sat there watching it for ten minutes, not really thinking about anything.
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- Isolde DialloFriend·· 0 ↑
Spent more Saturday mornings than I count watching the same kind of light decide if the hops needed picking. Sometimes it's just the light taking its time, same as us.