Okay. Not that early. Not that late.

Coffee and finalizing projects.

I drink coffee and fry bacon while trying to squeeze in a few pages of Kate Chopin.

She sends me a text about the new moon. I feel it all.

It’s as if the fog swims up and down the course.

A photo underneath the willow tree would be amazing.

I take a break and ride with him to pick up the children from school. The littlest gets in first and shows us the coupon book he made for his older sister. “Breakfast in bed. (Is toast ok?)”

“One of the best pieces of advice I ever got was from a horse master. He told me to go slow to go fast. I think that applies to everything in life. We live as though there aren't enough hours in the day but if we do each thing calmly and carefully we will get it done quicker and with much less stress.” - Viggo Mortensen

He shows me how to build a fire of my own.

Almost.