children continually amaze me

My sunshine is 6 today. His birthday one with the magnolia blossoms, pink and full of radiant light. There are no words to encompass my love for you and the joy you bring every day to my life.

You are my beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy.

John you said it so well...

...
Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It's getting better and better 

Out on the ocean sailing away
I can hardly wait
To see you come of age
But I guess we'll both just have to be patient
'Cause it's a long way to go
A hard row to hoe
Yes it's a long way to go
But in the meantime 

Before you cross the street
Take my hand
Life is what happens to you
While you're busy making other plans
....

a little vian

Hard to imagine one of my favorite books in celluloid. But I find a grin taking place at Michel Gondry's joyful adaptation with Roman Duris and Audrey Tautou. I think it's time to re-read L'Ecume des Jours once again ;)

My daughter made me lunch! A first; packed in paper, toasted white with sharp cheddar, avocado and tomato. YUM!

Edited my morning coffee photos and relishing how everyone has a moment embedded in my memory of a reflection, containing a passage of joy, sadness, laughter, haste, etc... I was never much of a coffee drinker till as of late. But as my days get fuller, the ritual of that little morning solitude either prepared at home or in a cafe feels right. And I can't really call it a "coffee" at least not in the american sense, mon "petit cafe" would be more accurate. That robust liquid that wraps the tongue with just a bit of gentle bitter harmoniously balanced with a touch of steamed milk. The taste of minted mate would also suffice in its gourd sipped from a bombilla as I often do on a rainy sunday or the steeped leaves of verveine that accompany me at bedtime. But for now that little african elixir will do as I rest a moment before I start my day.