I’ve loved reading for as long as I can remember. My habit of reading isn’t going away, but the patterns and routines around it have changed. I spent hours roaming the bookstore, coffee in hand, combing the shelves, searching for my next favourite read. As full-time work, a husband, dogs, and children became part of… Continue reading Habits of a reader: how do you pick your next novel?
The campfire sparks and crackles tossing soft red specks dancing into the air. I sit and watch the movement of the flames as I sip my coffee. Relaxing and quiet, I draw in that early morning energy and look forward to the day ahead. If we were having coffee, I would share that we got… Continue reading Coffee and Camping
It all started on a morning very much like this one with a strange crystal-like mist plugging the air. The sun fought and failed to break through the gloom. My ivory pumpkin-shaped coffee mug sat on the table before me empty, and me to desolate to rise and fill go fill it. So, we (me… Continue reading A coffee mug created in the manner of Terry Pratchett’s Discworld suitcase . . .
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 