Ghosts In The Attic
In the wee hours of the morning my brother Max came over and crashed at my place. We built a … Continue reading Ghosts In The Attic
In the wee hours of the morning my brother Max came over and crashed at my place. We built a … Continue reading Ghosts In The Attic
The Box in Dave’s Basement “I was just going out for coffee,” said Austin as he looked at the carnage … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: The Box in Dave’s Basement
This just might be the most controversial Burning Question to date. Fall is almost here. ALMOST. It is cooling off … Continue reading Burning Question #26: Pumpkin Spice
A conversations over coffee and musings about the lives of others. This morning I met for coffee with my brother’s … Continue reading A conversations over coffee and musings about the lives of others (or don’t trade in your soul because you can’t get it back.)
Even during the holidays we try to keep daylight hours, more or less, but I sometimes have that pull of … Continue reading What we’re talking about over coffee this morning.
Saturday means coffee, and math. My seventeen year old daughter Clara meets with a friend at a local coffee place … Continue reading Musings on Quiet Time in a Public Place (with Coffee, Rain, Math and Vampires)
This morning my neighbors and I walked a mile down the road to get coffee. We’re all working at home … Continue reading Cold Coffee, Warm Heart.
This time of year I look forward to the song of the Meadow Lark. This bird does not simply chirp. … Continue reading Meadow Lark