sunday

lovely, lovely sunday. after what seemed an interminable three weeks michael is back home at the ranch and thanks to the mulhollands we had a date brunch--which i've decided is far better than a date night. what could be better than a leisurely morning over fresh brewed coffee, homemade blueberry coffee cake, crab hash atop smoked bacon scramble and beingets slathered with fresh strawberry preserves? perhaps enjoying it under a giant mulberry tree on the oldest residental street in california at the ramos cafe while swallows flutter (ok, they kind of dive) overhead making their way across the cobblestone streets to the old san juan capistrano train station. but really it's just the sharing a cup (or five!) of coffee with michael. after all, it is how our romance started (well, technically it was a breakfast burrito in the commons but i did sneak into the harrison house that one morning to leave a pound of daily grind hazelnut beans with a handwritten note on his desk...and there were those study dates at ihop...and the first french press i bought from the thrift store when michael came to visit). anyhow, after picking owen up after a playday with west we all worked the rest of the afternoon in the living room--me grading papers on the reading chair, owen and michael on their respective computers on the couch. that all work days could be this peaceful. . .

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

All is well at the ranch!

Missy Fidler said...

So cute! Like father, like son!!