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Breakfast at First Light

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“Wake up, breakfast is on the fire.” Bacon and eggs in a cast iron skillet, the sounds and smell wafting through our tent … “We’re coming”, the crackling of the bacon sizzling got us!

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Lisa Ricci

Date: 1/14/2024 4:59:00 AM

Good Morning Bill. Hi. Yes, the marvelous aromas coming from the kitchen early in the morning are grand and yes they do wake us up. (smile) How could one not like the aroma of bacon. I would never argue with that... Have a wonderful morning and day with a breakfast feast to match. Love Peace and Blessings to you and Sara. (smile smile smile)

Bill Baker
Date: 1/15/2024 6:15:00 PM

Thanks for the sweet thoughts for Sara and me, Lisa. Waking up to the smell of bacon is a joy. :-) Peace and Blessings, my dear friend. Hugs, Bill

Hilo Poet

Date: 12/14/2023 7:21:00 AM

OMGheewilikers. Your words, and the photo of a thousand more, Bill. My eyeballs must've gained a couple of ounces because my eyeglasses fell off. Anyhow, thanks for my breakfast which I should be able to finish by next Thursday. Aloha, William

Bill Baker
Date: 12/14/2023 5:55:00 PM

Made my smile, William. bon a Poteet, Bill

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 12/13/2023 6:07:00 AM

Ooh…I feel likeI’m there! Time to get eating!

Bill Baker
Date: 12/13/2023 2:21:00 PM

I miss the sound and smells more than the camping outdoors these days. Thanks for your comments, Kim. Smiles ~ Blessings Bill

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 12/13/2023 5:27:00 AM

oh, I could smell the bacon cooking on the open fire...loved the line 'sounds and smells wafting through our tent.' I love how you engaged the readers' senses. Now you've gone and made me hungry, dear hubby.... :-) smiles & hugs for today!

Bill Baker
Date: 12/13/2023 2:30:00 PM

Thanks for the memories, Sara, especially the fun canoeing trips. Your Westside Writing Bear, Sugar :-)

Yann Rolland

Date: 12/13/2023 1:14:00 AM

sounds strage for a french "poet", jus croissants and coffee, and orange juice, bit all this sound delicious at twelve, bon appétit mon ami

Bill Baker
Date: 12/13/2023 2:32:00 PM

I see your point, my friend. The world we live in is very different, but it's our everyday way of living. Thanks for the comments and a little French for me. :-) Bill

Gershon Wolf

Date: 12/12/2023 8:15:00 PM

Sounds like you were 'achin' for bacon.' ~ The Man Who (Doesn't) Eats Pork with a Fok

Bill Baker
Date: 12/12/2023 9:45:00 PM

I actually don't eat either. But I like the wit, my friend. BB

Miranda Hawley

Date: 12/12/2023 6:25:00 PM

Camping and eggs over a fire is divine. Bacon I don't eat, well specifically pork bacon. Your poem made me hungry.

Bill Baker
Date: 12/12/2023 6:32:00 PM

Smiling, it made me hungry too, Miranda. Thanks for the visit and comments, my friend. Have a great week. Bill

Charles Messina

Date: 12/12/2023 5:24:00 PM

I can smell the bacon...yum! What time is breakfast? I'm on my way to Texas :) Delicious poem, Bill. Stay well...Charlie

Bill Baker
Date: 12/12/2023 5:55:00 PM

Thanks for the fun comment, Charlie. Have a safe trip, my friend. Bill