The smell is a sugar fragrance mixed with sweet fresh apple. It’s in the after taste that the flavour is prominent. I would describe it as a green apple after taste that fades out to spices: cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves. The initial sip is smooth and creamy, but not overly distinctive. It is pale creamy… Continue reading Apple Crisp Oat Macchiato time
Use this image as a prompt to create a post and reference back here. You can come back and share by posting your link in the comment section below. That’s it! Can’t wait to view your posts… Strategy & Excessive Pride They had evaluated all the major parties positions and goals. They’d used that data… Continue reading Photo Prompt #34: Strategy & Excessive Pride
Use this image as a prompt to create a post and reference back here. You can come back and share by posting your link in the comment section below. That’s it! Can’t wait to view your posts… I am aware of the tugging like a quiet voice whispering in the back of my mind, write,… Continue reading Photo Prompt Week 17: Relic Writer
Another cup of rich bitter brew warms my hands this morning. Nothing tastes better. Can I offer you a virtual cup? Well, here we are in the aftermath of A to Z 2020. How did it go for you? I don’t feel like it was my most successful year but I am glad to have… Continue reading Coffee in May 2020
Outrageous! Obnoxious Would you rather your nose ooze the colours of the rainbow twice a day or pop out coloured candies every 5 minutes till the end of time? By Shari Marshall – April 2020 ** Feeling inspired? The rules are simple. Use this image as a prompt to create a post and share by posting your… Continue reading The “O” in 2020 A to Z
If we were having coffee I would explain that there is no thought to the rich scent of my coffee. I’m not going to talk about the pillows of steam or the warmth radiating off my mug. Guzzling the hot brown liquid is my only thought, rush, rush, and rush. Although we are settling into… Continue reading Coffee Share
So, it’s the middle of the night when it starts because why wouldn’t it be? I decide that I am going to ignore it because it doesn’t appear to have woke anyone else up. I start to drift back to sleep and WHAM 70 pounds of terrified muscle has pounced directly onto me and I… Continue reading Reframe
“Aunt Lydia was here today Sierra, she left something for you in the kitchen. I’ll see you in the morning after my shift,” her mother yelled as she sprinted out the front door. Sierra was never sure what to expect when aunt Lydia left her something. In private Sierra joked that aunt Lydia was actually… Continue reading The Cupcake Murders
I can still remember those summer nights of my youth so vividly that I can almost breathe them in when I close my eyes and focus hard enough. There is the smell of wood smoke alive in the air with the soft crackle of the fire and relaxed adult conversation that plays back to me… Continue reading Bioluminescence
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 