morning notes

I woke up early this morning to a quiet house. The air felt still and heavy.
Wind had come up overnight and brought smoke in from Idaho. Across the valley, I could barely make out the Ruby Mountains.


sunrise through the windbreak

Mike had gone to the mountains and the girls slept quietly upstairs. I took a minute to straighten up the kitchen and found this self portrait on the table;



and this note on the counter from Mike;


fyi guys; a tissue box makes a very romantic notecard when your significant other has a headcold.
Well played, Mike.