Sunday . . .

I've been looking forward to this morning for several days . . . Sunday morning has become a special time for me . There's nothing quite like brewing a pot of coffee and waiting for the sunrise. Unlike several previous Sundays this month, this morning's temperature was nearly 60 degrees before 6:00 a.m. and hanging out on the patio was very agreeable. There's at least 2 families of blue birds living somewhere near my front yard . . . damn, they are elegant birds.

Today is our family cook out day! I'm psyched. My son and I will fire up the smoker grill in another hour or two . . . more country-style ribs to be slow-smoked . . . should be fun tending the fire and sipping on some Smithwickes. Sometime around 3 or 4 p.m. we'll fire up the gas grill and do burgers and brats to finish off the meat entrees. This is going to be a great day outdoors.