Thursday, October 16, 2008
Toast and Coffee
I'm not a morning person, but I am a coffee person. Waiting for the coffee pot to finish its perking, I looked out at the familiar goose lot outside the kitchen window, the sun rising and shining on the creek, the morning mist drifting up in veils. What shall we do, what shall we do with all this useless beauty? (This Elvis Costello refrain is a question I always come back to).
We're ( I should say, Daniel) is making wood for the winter. You see the hose is still not coiled up and stored away, and the chopping block looks good for another season. Those logs look like something beautiful, too. But Useful.