Morning Coffee
This morning after making my morning coffee I returned to bed to enjoy it while reading. This morning it was The Paris Library. Tux always joins me back in bed. He is very aware of my “possessions” and he likes to get my attention by “owning” them. My cell phone was next to me so he laid down with his head covering it. I acknowledge his move by stroking the top of his head, no doubt what he was after in the first place. I didn’t need a phone, after all I had a good book… and a cat.
After reading a chapter, I set the book down and looked out the window into the back yard. I noticed small birds flying in and out of the Russian Sage. It’s late summer and the sage is in full bloom. I don’t know if the birds were eating the flowers or possibly seeds, or just playing. They appeared to be chasing each other in and out of the sage. The birds were so small they barely bent the branches of the sage when they landed on them. That is surprising because it doesn’t take much weight to bend the slender branches. I watched them for a few minutes and then decided it was time to start the day, after another cup of coffee, in bed of course.