"Good Morning!" said the birds to the bee's.

Waking up in my house on a Saturday morning is lovely.
There is always someone pottering outside feeding the birds, Someone making the coffee,
The sound of scrambled eggs sizzling, toast popping, jazz on the stereo jazzing.
By 9am we have already started cooking up a big ole' Saturday lunch feast, and we laze around on the porch reading the papers.
Thank you family for waking me up so nicely each day. The coffee's great, the food even better and the company..Sjoe the company is Nice.

Momma bear and me.