…In Between I Drink…
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
I’m pretty grounded, but once in a while I get wistful like a child and draw up a long, impossible Christmas list in my head because it’s winter and that’s…
Will you sit with me a minute as I collect my thoughts and work on Gather? I am missing my friend and am a little numb, so I’m going to…
Not the greatest picture mankind has taken, but I just loved the blue-green colors and thought they needed to be out there, floating around on the internet. It makes me happy…
(365 Day 219) This is a short post without much substance to it. I just like old stuff. Got some dollar suitcases for storage in the bathroom since a certain…
You know how I’ve been itching to use some of the hand dyed single skeins I’ve collected over the last year, but find that I’m always in the middle of…