A slow coffee kind of morning. One of those mornings where, despite the warmth and wake up taste of the coffee, somehow you forget to drink and the coffee grows cold. Just one of those mornings where you sit and watch the sun wake up. Like me, it turns the light on and walks across the sky in those slow sleepy kind of steps that say “do not operate heavy equipment.” I wonder, does the sun drink coffee? Is that why it takes time for the sun, like me, to know it’s safe to really stretch? The sun has stretched. It's one of those arms behind your head, back bent slightly and then the arms slowly reach out with fists and then open hands. Yep, the sun has stretched and is ready to warm the earth.