Good Morning

This morning, as I sat at my computer, I was smoking an english blend that I threw together. Mostly Virginias, a little latakia, and just a breath of oriental. I left the room to take the dog out, and stayed outside in the crisp morning air for a few minutes. Upon re-entering the room, I was greeted by the light, earthy aroma of my morning's smoke. It still hung thinly about head-level in the room, just enough to see in the weak sunlight starting to stream through the window, and the smell made me smile. Fine way to start a day.