He wakes at three A. M., turns the coffee on. Mom has a note taped to the machine: Take the biscuits out to rise.
It’ll be two hours before the paper boy brings the newspaper to his door, so he settles into the recliner next to the slider window, covers his lap with an afghan. Readies the camera for today’s sunrise and turns on a small lamp. He’s reading the 1500-page book that arrived in the mail yesterday with a note from his brother in California: Send back when you are done. Read fast. It’s due at my library in two weeks.
Photo by William O’Keefe