Morning

mist-morning

I took a sideboard breakfast of scrambled eggs, thick-cut bacon, sausage, grits, peaches, figs, grapefruit, tomato juice, milk, and pumpkin muffins…

From my table I looked through long windows onto a tomato patch from the year before; a meadowlark let loose a piece of plaintive song in the mist, and a recognition moved in my memory as if I’d been here before.

~ William Least Heat-Moon, Blue Highways: A Journey into America.


Notes: Photo – Philip L. Hinton in Kent, UK with Early Morning Mist

Comments

  1. Smellin’ the bacon! Enjoying the foggy mornin’.

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  2. Love those instances of deja vu…

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  3. But…that’s just it….you see?
    We have been.
    Been here before.
    Some might say a second chance, if you will.
    Not everyone gets it.
    Nor gets one…

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  4. Makes perfect sense to me. Grateful. ☺

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  5. life’s bounty. all of it.

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  6. Love this passage, and this book!

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