Two-headed Janus, wellspring of the quietly gliding year, who alone of the gods sees your own back. – Cato
A year ago we said goodbye to our beloved Smokey. I doubt a day has gone by I haven’t missed my cantankerous old man, the best furry friend I could’ve asked for. Continue reading “One Year On”
Come on in and sit a spell. Let’s talk about the week of a hot cup of coffee. Continue reading “Saturday Morning Coffee”
Sorry I didn’t talk Saturday. I’m here now though. Continue reading “Monday Morning Coffee”
Come on in. The coffee’s brewing as we speak.
What a week it’s been. Pull up a chair while I pour you a cup of coffee. Continue reading “Saturday Morning Coffee”