Allie at Abby's writes a poem and takes my order

Saturday morning, I took Margie to breakfast at Abby's and was surprised to be waited on by a new waitress, just recently hired - Allie.

Allie of Abby's.

Allie is a poet and she is not only strikingly beautiful but quite bright. She is only 16, but has graduated from high school and is enrolling at the Mat-Su branch of the University of Alaska.

She is a writer and poet and plans to continue her studies until she herself is a college professor, teaching students who, for a couple of years, might not be much younger than she will be.

Although I brought my camera with me, I had forgotten to put a memory card in it and so I had to fall back on my iPhone 4s. I was a little worried, because there was a broad spread in dynamic range between the highlights and shadows and I knew that the iPhone could not handle that spread.

Even so, it did pretty good for a phone.

I took more pictures today and I really intended to include them in this post, but I shot them in my regular camera and it is just too late and I am just too tired and jetlagged to download, edit and process them. 

So I will save them for later.

And don't forget - there is still plenty left to come from the five-week trip I just completed, both from India and White Mountain Apache, Arizona. It will be at least a couple of days yet before I start again - maybe even a week.

Allie has a poem hanging on the wall at Abby's, decorated by her own art work. I took a picture of it and was going to run it, but then I suddenly realized I would be publishing her poem without her permission, so I held off.

Breakfast, by the way, was truly excellent - way better than the greasy spoon breakfast I had in Phoenix.