As constant as the sun does rise, my mind wanders… cardamom, pumpkin spice; if we’re feeling spicy, an extra dash of cinnamon and nutmeg to top it off. Quiet in the early morning as the fire of day ignites. Fire in the sky – is it a warning? Pondering what will burn brightly today. A hen’s spoonful, half n half to the eye; quick stir with anything but a spoon. Little taste of each – the best goes to her. Light the fire – love burns bright, always.

Mistaken Identity; Moose on the Loose: I have always wanted to see a moose. I thought I did once, but alas that was a hallucination – dream – trip – awakening. The deer in the woods this morning served as a poignant reminder of wanting more, no matter the beauty of now.