Beauty in the day: stopped to get a rare Starbucks this morning. I don’t usually have the time. While I waited for my yummy coffee, I watched a little boy at a table nearby. The early morning sun was coming in the window in a way that lit him gently, and I could make out tiny, soft freckles on his nose and cheeks.
He had a cup of hot cocoa, and in a little bag was a morning bun. He slid the bun out, and put his palms flat against the sides, his fingers shooting out straight and stiff. He lifted the bun directly in front of his face, as if to inspect it reverently, the morning sun illuminating the cinnamon sugar crystals, and his eyes traveled over the surface, taking in it’s inviting warmth.
He lowered the bun to the napkin, and the took a respectable bite.
I’ve had those morning buns, and I have to tell you – he was on point.
Beauty in the day: I made a new acquaintance at my local Safeway Starbucks. He made the first move, and kept the conversation going with such ease that I couldn’t stop smiling.
He’s gonna make quite a splash in Kindergarten this year.