Sunday, April 3, 2011


Today, the smell of dark roast coffee awakens us to our new reality.
Today, we are again on the harbor, just one door down from yesterday.
Today, there is roast to brown for our family's superb Sunday supper.
Today, we watched the babies feed the flocks at our conservation center.
Today, their daddy would be late to work, so we packed supper to go for them.
Today, I read and watch the sailboats, as he watches a little TV.
Today, there's a ring of sunset clouds, as we say good-bye to another day.