Woke up this morning to some strange, bright light outside. After 3 days of overcast & rain, including some overcast so dark the streetlights came on, it was odd to see normal daylight. And that strange yellow orb up in the light-blue sky -- is that what folks call the sun?
After doing my usual morning internet playing, I realized that breakfast time had come and gone, and the only ones who had been fed were the dogs (they fuss more than I do if they miss their mealtimes). So I'm just sitting down to my favorite part of Saturdays... a leisurely home-cooked breakfast.
Fresh coffee, 3 eggs scrambled up with fresh mushrooms (chopped) and colby-jack cheese, with some grits on the side. There was supposed to toast, as well, but it burned (stupid toaster).
Just my little bit of paradise, on a mellow weekend day...