A cool rain is falling here in Brooklyn, the raindrops flickering in the light of the streetlamps. Early rising birds chirp from under the eaves of porches, the brave amongst them chattering from the branches of budding trees. The sun is not yet awakened on this side of the world, still resting beneath the blanket of the horizon. The sky is steel grey, but full of the promise of the rich oranges and purples of sunrise, followed by the deepest blue. With today’s pre-dawn forecast from beneath those eaves, here’s some more (US) morning mellow.

#MorningMellow

Inkliing - Stranger Than Fiction
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Full story in the alt text. #NMM #Day937 #downtempo #delicate #chillout #introspective