Waking up in Buda at Stagecoach Park
This morning, few words, mostly pictures, of which Emiliana took the first and last.

Since this is our ol' stomping ground we stopped by Summermoon Coffee off Main St for a "night-night milk" (steamed milk and one pump of vanilla :) and a topochico for me.

We marveled at the vines crawling down the trees - so unusual that the last half of the trees weren't covered, no? We saw a tree rotted out and wondered what would have caused such damage. We sat down by a creek and watched leaves float down. We read Caps for Sale over and over and looked up into the tall trees imagining we saw monkeys, too. We only saw the sun. Emiliana wanted to take it's picture so I gave her the 6 lb camera to hold. I promised I'd play when the timer went off....

Would love to have "Waking up to ______" special guests. I'm letting that thought ruminate...

Lovely day to you, my friend. Hope you can take a brief moment to look up at the trees, the sun, the sky, too. It's always there awaiting for us to see it's beauty...