Except that the horns of the moon's crescent are pointing the wrong way in this image, this really is the beauteous spectacle that greets us these days at dawn--and is a perfect complement to the crowing of a feral rooster, the expectant baying of dogs (in the dog pound next door), and this giant-size, steaming, fragrant bowl of chicory-coffee au lait.  Ah, is this not happiness? 

I am thinking that what would be more perfect, and even greater happiness, would be to send my credit card number to the folks at the C.S. Steen Syrup Mill in Abbeville, Louisiana, and have them ship to me several cans of their fine cane syrup, which is so extra-specially good in chicory-coffee au lait.