Carol, Mera and I, along with Ericka, the newest member of our coffee group, are sitting in a quaint little coffee shop along the wayside. Pine tables and chairs, red and white checkered table cloths, vintage mugs and historical photos, decorate the place. We’re on a daylong sight-seeing tour of scenic Ontario. Big and little waterfalls, huge rocks, age-old trees, flimsy foot bridges, gravel paths, green belt — so much to see in one day. “We’ll enjoy it,” Ericka is looking at me squarely.
I’m gazing over the top of the half covered glass window; the sky is medium blue, the clouds are white and fluffy, fall leaves are turning red, yellow, brown; I beckon Ericka’s adult son, our tour guide, he’s examining his camera (possibly making sure it’ll work) “Lets take some shots outside.”
Carol and Mera are laughing heartily about something Ericka said; the waitress is making her way over to our table with a coffee pot. It’s gonna be a bright, sunshiny day!
Let's have coffee 
Very impressive Olive. You describe the day’s activity very well