Sky

Leaving before the sun rises, the quiet comforts me. This time is my favorite time of day. The midst on the hills rises and dances. There is a fawn peeping out of the tree line. I made coffee to take with me. The coffee is hot in its holder, fragrant.

The twists and turns of the mountain road are familiar. So are the smiles on faces of familiar people. My dog jumps up on me. A lot has been left incomplete and there is unknown, but so what. We are happy. The sky ahead is full of promise. A sky full of possibilities. I am grateful for this day.