Coffee with a Side of Sunrise

Some mornings don’t ask for much, just a good cup of coffee and a place to watch the world wake up. On this one, we brewed our coffee strong enough to revive winter-weary souls and wandered down to the shoreline, mugs in hand.

Steam rose into the early light as the sky blushed pink, the kind of sunrise that feels like it’s letting you in on a secret. Pelicans skimmed the water while Mike attempted slow-motion footage, cinematic in theory, less so in execution. Linda laughed as the final cut revealed mostly sand, a hint of sky, and one very uncooperative pelican.

Still, it was perfect. Two mugs, two hearts, one sunrise. The beach listened quietly as we dreamed out loud, and for a moment, nothing else mattered.