Yesterday morning, bright & early (so early in fact that it wasn't even bright yet!), I walked in town & purchased a nice, warm coffee. Then I started walking towards the pier. I sat on bench, overlooking the pier & Margaret Todd (a four-masted schooner which actually sits at the very end of my place of employment). At some point, I received a text. From a dear old friend. Then moments later, the friend called. I rarely feel butterflies anymore, but for just a moment even, I felt a flutter. Once upon a time, when this friend & I were more than just that, I would get sung to. Since he was on a long drive to the Diamond Awards in Branson, MO, he felt the need to sing to someone (to help him stay awake, of course)...&that someone was me. So he sang, & I listened. The sun rose, the waves came in & went back out, &there I sat with my coffee in hand, listening to a sweetheart of my past singing in my ear. Oh, moments. Sweet moments. After verizon let us down twice, I decided to walk down the Shore Path while anxiously waiting a call back.
Here are some more pictures from my sunrise stroll...
