Early Sunday morning we went out for early morning coffee.
Off we went. . . and then we stopped.
See the puff of steam over Mt. Baker? On the clearest of days, it can always be seen. . .
Perhaps one of these days it will let loose. . . (it would be something blog worthy wouldn't it?)
Mixed with the clouds. . it was a beautiful sight.
Must run .. .cousin camp. . .(I'm writing this Tuesday morning. . .while the wee ones are meant to be napping. . .one is quiet as a mouse, while the other one is knocking on the wall next to me. . .as though he knows I'm clicking away on my keyboard)
All for now. . . with love,