Simple Pleasures at Dawn (with Coffee and a Vampire)
I can hear the birds in the oak trees. The turkeys in the field behind my house are calling their … Continue reading Simple Pleasures at Dawn (with Coffee and a Vampire)
I can hear the birds in the oak trees. The turkeys in the field behind my house are calling their … Continue reading Simple Pleasures at Dawn (with Coffee and a Vampire)
A brisk walk in the fog would for coffee was just the trick to wake the dead. Austin was feeling … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Coffee and a Crypt
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
As I sit pondering… the cat walks over to the dog bowl and check it out. There is nothing there … Continue reading Kind of like worms in that weird old kid’s song
This morning, between cups of coffee, I made a cake. I made a cake from scratch. I won’t eat any … Continue reading Food for Thought
I stood in the dark, on my deck with coffee, looking down at my yard and the woods beyond. I … Continue reading Brief Musings on Ghosts, Romance, and Art
A conversations over coffee and musings about the lives of others. This morning I met for coffee with my brother’s … Continue reading It’s morning. Do you know where your soul is?