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
Each uniquely shaped piece shifts through my fingers as I search for a particular colour pattern and just the right shape. A hot cup of coffee sits just to the left of me with soft pillows of scent drifting lazily into the air. I sip and I puzzle. I sip and I puzzle. I have… Continue reading Relax with a cup
Angus wants to eat at the same little restaurant again. Choices being what they are in a small town, a town with a population under 4 thousand, Angus is going to get to eat where he wants. Given that he hates to run, his life’s moto being why run when you can drive, he stuffs… Continue reading In the Diner
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 