This morning I am beginning the day with my ritual of drinking coffee but one thing is different–an owl mug, a gift from Dayla’s girls. That owl holds a lot of coffee and I rather think he is pleased to be useful. Rituals! Isn’t it funny the way we establish them without even meaning to? […]
Come On In For a Cup of Coffee
As you and I sit down with a cup of coffee this morning and consider the day, how do you think we should spend it? It’s Saturday. Here in NWArkansas, the sun shines and tree shadows dapple the lawn. A robin is up early, looking for worms to feed those hungry babies he has back home […]
Loud and Dark and Stormy Morning
Stormy weather and April–they go together like a hat and a glove. Thunder is a continuous roaring in the distance, but a few minutes ago, it was directly overhead. Lightning still shivers and skitters across the wet street and the thunder is undecided about returning, but, yes! I believe another round is approaching. Fireworks for […]
The Sound of Rain and Coffee
·Rain is a possibility today; coffee is a certainty. However, the two go together like a hat and gloves, like Abbott and Costello, like friends and a cozy fireside. What could be better than a rainy day, a small blaze in the fireplace, and a chat with friends? My coffee maker I’d had for a few […]