one morning, just the two of us got up early. we ate granola with yogurt from our camping mugs.
we made coffee. we made steam.
we climbed to the top of a granite rock and watched as the sun spread warmly, slowly, evenly.
we felt the rocks warm,
we felt the coffee warm,
we felt our toes warm where they touched in the middle. do you know my grandpa's ashes have been scattered here? that killarney is a special place to my family?
it only makes sense that we'd end up here together. with our matching hearts and hikers.