The BREAKFAST of Champions
- by Christiana Childers Photography
Can you not just see the countryside when you look at the homemade jam, the perfect soft boiled egg, the wood grain of the table? Just look at that funky little spoon! I feel like I am stepping into a B & B and the person who made this breakfast LOVES me.
So, I thought, I’ll give it a try. Here is my breakfast!
Can you not just sense the overwhelmed-ness as the breakfast sits on the too-small desk among the piles of papers to look through, bills that need to be paid, cell phone cords, tossed aside “to do” lists and general “stuff” (you can even catch the corner of the priority mail box full of essays to be graded…) ? Can you feel the desperation as the recipient abandons her coffee and turns to soda — begging for the caffeine in the Diet Pepsi to go right into her veins!? Can you not just taste the KETCHUP on the microwaved frozen veggie-sausage? Mmmm…mmmmm…!
