Sunday Morning in Texas by Yours Truly
Lying in bed at the break of dawn on a Sunday morning:
"Sunday morning in Texas. The hum. The softness and possibility of dawn. The gradual graying from the east. A cow lowing, a truck rumbling. Are you awake? Yes. That cricket you fell asleep to last night is still chirping. Your refrigerator kicks on in the kitchen. You should get up. Really, you should get up. You have to clean out the truck and your clothes need washing and a bunch of limbs got knocked down in the last storm, so you should get your butt up out of bed right ... now .... But it is so nice lying next to your sweetie, and one of your dogs --- Callie, it feels like ----- is curled up at the foot of your bed, and although a cup of coffee would be lovely right about now, you fall back asleep for a few minutes, a smile on your heart."
It's the little things, you know."
----- Me, Traces of Texas
Beauty is only skin deep but Texas is to the bone.