Monthly Archives: March 2018
Those who know me, know coffee and I are nearly inseparable. This cup was particularly delicious thanks to a Cinnabon mini.
As it has, so many mornings, I laughed to see my reflection at the bottom of the cup as…..
It matters not the days and hours that preceded my little perch on the deck’s step with bare feet upon the earth. It mattered not what might transpire when I would rise and leave my perch. In the words of Shaina Noll,…..
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