Cold Day, Hot Coffee, Warm Critique

Cold Day, Hot Coffee, Warm Critique

Each Cozy Critter headed straight for the fireplace as she came into my house yesterday. Next stop, coffee pot, then the hundred year old table and chocolate chip cookies. You’ll understand that while all this activity was going on, we were talking non-stop. A good way to warm up a cold day. Nancy told us […]

Racing Through the Raindrops

Racing Through the Raindrops

Raindrops were falling on a lot of people’s heads yesterday if they were out in it. I was, but I was in the protection of my trusty car. Sometimes rain is fun to drive in and the only time I uncover the sun roof in the top of the car is when it rains. (I […]

When the Day Is Long and Everything Seems Wrong

When the Day Is Long and Everything Seems Wrong

It had been a hard day, for some reason. No earthquakes or tornadoes or devastating news, but it seemed as if a spirit of evil or a spiteful sprite had been present. A prickling word here, a worrisome conversation there, an unsettled, fearful feeling of something just out of sight, something left un-done, something that […]

Who Was That Masked Man, Anyway?

Who Was That Masked Man, Anyway?

For those of you old enough to remember or who have seen some of the re-re-runs, of the TV Show, The Lone Ranger, always at the end, one person will turn to the other and ask, “Who was that masked man, anway?” And someone else will answer, “Why, that was the Lone Ranger!” The picture […]

Warm Memories of Coffee and the People Who Brewed It

Warm Memories of Coffee and the People Who Brewed It

The first thing I do when I get up each morning is make a pot of coffee. Many times, I wish someone else had made it for me and all I had to do was go pour a cup instead of waiting for it to brew. I could make it the night before and pre-program […]

Wisdom and a Morning Conversation, Coffee Added

Wisdom and a Morning Conversation, Coffee Added

I groaned as I plopped into my office chair this morning. When would the bursitis in my leg go away? It hurts, it hinders, it is a nuisance, and it stifles inspiration and creativity.  Looking down, I saw Nemo. He had come in from the family room, sat on the floor beside me, and looked up, sympathy […]