Saturday, August 30, 2014

A Dawn in the Life

Dale and I woke up early, early one morning last week. We were shaking off the odiferous remnants of a middle-of-the-night skunking. It was hard to breathe, much less return to sleep. So we decided to go out to breakfast.

Across the highway, the clouds hung down so low to the ground, that the mountaintops to the north rose above them.


To the west, the moon was beginning to set.


While in the east, the oranges of a smoky dawn were giving way to blue overhead.


Our coffee and hot chocolate arrived with a jolly greeting - both by our favorite server and by the message on the cup. Dale spiked my hot chocolate with his coffee so I could get a caffeine buzz.


We rubbed the rest of the sleep out of our eyes as the meal arrived. French toast, sausage, egg whites and the most perfectly cooked hash browns I've ever seen for Dale.


A short stack and bacon bacon bacon bacon for me.


And the sun rose.
And we winked at each other across the table.
And we shared a little lovin'.




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