Too restless to sleep, I tossed and turned and finally realized that no amount of squeezing my eyes shut would block out the morning. With half-closed eyes and a brain still fuzzy from sleep I wandered downstairs and plopped in front of the kitchen television intending to check out the early stock market activity. Whoa there, what’s up with the neon backdrop in the outside world? The Mountain was out, backlit by a sky afire with hot, electric roses, vivid purples, screaming oranges… you get the picture. It all passed in a matter of minutes as daylight took over and subdued the brilliance, but what an amazing welcome to the day.
Spring in My Kitchen, Galley, and Elsewhere
2 years ago