Alice in the morning.

The many moods of Alice seem never so acute as in the morning.

When the sun is still low in the eastern sky.

When Alice is at her most reflective.

When the rising red orb sets Alice all aglow.

Or when the pre-dawn mists hang on a bit longer. Revealing Alice at her most introspective.

Blink once and you will have missed something revealing about Alice.

Alice is understated. Alice is a drama queen.

She is as subtle as a gray fog. And as crystalline as a diamond tiara.

One moment she just wants to be alone. The next she is right there in your face.

Visiting with Alice in the morning can be akin to a religious experience.

Each morning Alice sheds herself of yesterday’s fading glory. And then breaks all out in a new day’s life in color.

Each morning Alice unveils the promise of a brand new day.

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