Steam

The sky, lifting toward daylight, is the color of steam. A drizzly rain is casting glimmers on the snow-free ground. Birds are twittering.

2006, and I'm up early, trying for that new year renewal.

First up (after this) some brief exercising, coffee, and something wholesome for breakfast. Then, on to the rest of a day that will (hopefully) include some new writing on my part...

*crosses fingers*