There was a time when a good friend and I regularly had breakfast together. Those were good times, it lasted about six years. Then we began to communicate less, we talked more to each other than with each other the good time ended. It’s been quite a while since I shared my breakfast table with anyone. I miss those times and pray that we begin to communicate once more and resolve our differences so the breakfasts those might resume.
Today the lonely mornings changed. I was eating outdoors enjoying my last cup of Golden Monkey Tea, one of my favorite teas. I’d just finished a breakfast of bacon and eggs and toast with some honey. Then I heard or was it felt a humming behind me. Could this be a mystery companion joining me for breakfast?
She came closer, and began cleaning up my breakfast plate while I sipped my tea. This was a treat not to be missed. What did I do? I couldn’t resist, so I just sat back and let nature take it’s course, and grabbed my camera to get some videos of this treat.
Let the guest clean up after breakfast Those Dishes Won’t Do Themselves (the daily post 05/12/2015)