Photo Credit: Rebecca Johnson
View of Mt Tolmie sunrise from the Coffee Shop where Rebecca had her breakfast this morning |
I am doing some typing for Rebecca.
In between short spurts of time doing that, I am trying to walk, mostly in the mornings.
Steve reminded me that this morning's walk might not have been quite as safe as he would have wanted it to be.
Yes, I was in the dark, going down to the sea, though the way was lit with the street lights and the occasional bedroom light where people were waking.
Funny, I could make that into a poem.
I was in the dark,
going down to the sea,
though the way was lit with the street lights
and the occasional bedroom light where people were waking.
I think the walk feels better in that poetic form. Rebecca and Steve walked their new dog, Penny, in a different direction, probably to save my life for she can hardly be contained by her leash yet, a sweet little new puppy, really. But she is underfoot -- at home and outside.
Rebecca had a 7:30 breakfast meeting at a coffee shop where she took a picture of the sun rising. All of us should be so lucky as to see the sun rise every morning.
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