The coffee is strong and sweet this morning with no dreaded bitter after-taste. The sun woke up victorious as the night, defeated, went and hid. The rest seemed short but the eyes woke up refreshed, ready to uncover a new wonder. Time unravels quickly--it's hard to catch when standing still. Moving with it will propel any effort of motion. Just don't fight the wind! It's strength is greater and the arms will quickly tire. By the time evening comes they will hang down by the knees begging to excrete the pressure. Patience is the key to a good brew.