The next morning at breakfast, no one looked as if he had slept well.
The woman who'd come to his bed that morning wasn't looking for romance and the promise of a future.
The morning was gray and looked cold outside, but there seemed to be little wind.
Every morning, and each night before switching off the light, she would look at it.
The sun began to come out behind the trees, and the morning looked almost heavenly.
He was the first person Ford had seen that morning who didn't looked stressed.
The morning looked bright with the promise of a sunny day to come.
I love my job, look forward to the blank computer screen every morning.
The sun when it came up each morning looked twice, if not; three times, its usual size.
However, what I get the next morning looks more like a powder.
