If we were having coffee today, I would be grumpy. You see, I would be late to our appointment. If that weren’t enough of a grumble-maker, I would also be covered in white speckles, and blinking irrationally. Could be limping a bit as well…. Paint in the eyes, folks, because I refuse to wear those… Continue reading If we were having coffee~
It is with great sadness that I must inform the world, I am unable to partake in this lovely staple for the next several weeks. Bummer. Whine. Pout.I am deprived. For my own sake, and that of those who come near, I must focus upon the fresh vegetables and fruits of the season with all… Continue reading Deprive~
If we were having coffee, I would introduce myself first. Hopefully, without fumbling an embarrassing beginning. You see, I am one of those shy, introvert types that does not often seek out others. Not on purpose. Usually. This has caused problems in my life, I suppose. Although, traveling for the chairlift (ski)-building company while raising… Continue reading If we were having coffee on a summer eve~
Writing has been my passion since I was in the first grade, which is nothing quite unusual. Many writers say this, or something quite similar. I can’t speak for them, but the dance of thought to words is painfully exhilarating…..and addictive…for me. Not quite the same when it comes to gardens. I grew up in… Continue reading A writer’s cottage garden~
If we were having coffee, I would have to apologize. The shop is closed, after all…it is past 10 pm for cryingoutloud. We would settle on my screened front porch with DECAF…and perhaps have it over ice (it is still hot outside…and the house is unbearably stuffy). Then, I would ask you a rather curious question.… Continue reading If we were having Coffee~
Mornings in the summer….can there be anything better? oh, wait…perhaps, evenings in the summer might have to be considered in equal measure. Here in my part of the Rockies, we are finally seeing high 80’s in our days, still often with a storm in the afternoon. It is a perfect arrangement for me. BECAUSE, this… Continue reading Mornings on the Porch~
It is unfair to feel lonesome when the weather finally turns so flippin’ lovely. It does not help that my love of writing seems to have become absent in the desire bucket. It is dreadful when this happens, because then I get to add on that delightful bit of guilt to the already burdened soul. I… Continue reading Filling the bucket~
If we were having coffee today, I would settle us both out on the shop’s patio. The vintage table would squeak a bit, and the lollipop painted metal chairs would beckon our weary bones. We would have been back from watching a parade for Memorial Day, pausing for a quick libation before our trek back… Continue reading If we were having coffee on a holiday~
If we were having coffee, I would be sharing it on a sidewalk table with you. It is our first Farmers’ Market of the season, you see. Fresh organic produce, tables laden with seedlings, herb babies, and fragrant flower pots. The town begins to swell at 5pm for the market as kids rush among us… Continue reading If we were having coffee~
It was not my intention to go rather insane the past two weeks. But then, does anyone INTEND to go insane? even for a minute? Truth now: I can be rather obsessive when I focus too intently. On anything. Haircolor dismay? 15 boxes of various brands that all seem perfect, which never truly are. Going… Continue reading the bounty of hard work~
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