
“Your breakfast is ready — oh. I mean, your breakfast is still too hot to eat. You’d better stay here for a few minutes.”
Seeing the world through my viewfinder.
“Your breakfast is ready — oh. I mean, your breakfast is still too hot to eat. You’d better stay here for a few minutes.”
When Connor got out of the car at the allergist’s office this morning, he pointed out this amazing sunrise and asked me to take a picture of it.
Any other day, we would have perused the second-hand shops, the bookstores, and Goodwill — but we were coming to the close of a long day of driving and funeral and entombment (and finally lunch), and a stroll around the Oregon District was not in the cards.
Perhaps another time.