Arriving at work at 6 am, and not unlocking the doors until 7:30 am. One of my favorite things of the summer. Having the coffeeshop to myself whilst I baked, brewed, and stocked. It's a fabulous thing. One morning, I had no customers until almost eight thirty. Even though I had good music to play and the aroma of fresh cookies and coffee cake to savor, the morning was just too perfect to pass up...I sat outside on a cement ledge next to the door about 6 feet off the sidewalk.You can kind of see the fogginess of the morning in the reflection on the window.
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