. She is so sweet in the mornings. I linger in bed, scratching her chin.
. The sun is still low and the fog hasn’t lifted off the mountains yet.
. Golden light and silhouettes.
. Why didn’t I wear layers? It’s cool in the shade. I hope we can get a seat inside.
. Pancakes + bacon. We look at all the other dishes as they go by.
. This is my happy place. I’m a different person out here. I remind myself to get out here more often.
. The trailhead still has plenty of parking spots. I pick a hike with a view today.
. My flip flop falls apart at Target. I walk through the store wearing one shoe. I’m laughing on the inside, glaring at gawkers on the outside.
. Ribeye, pomme frites, seared radishes, a red from Cariñena, Spain.
. Crickets chirping. Twinkle lights.