Saturday

                  My wife has started a pot of coffee and my cup of tea is being zapped in the microwave oven, we're going to sit at the table and slowly get this day started. We have plenty of cups and can make coffee as needed, join us, it's going to be a fine day. I've been out on the back deck and looked at the sky, stars still glitter as the wispy clouds flow across the dawning horizon. An airplane blinking on and off has gone right to left and quickly disappeared from sight. Birds were still sleeping but now I hear one trying to welcome the new day. The smell of coffee is filling the house, the beep on the microwave tells me water is hot, toaster pops and the pop tarts stick over the top. Coffee is poured, tea bag put in cup of hot water, pop tart quickly tossed on plate, we settle at table and Saturday begins.