Tag Archives: coffee
Day 316; Footnotes of Snipe Hunts and Coffee Cups
Snipe hunt..sorta I told my son that I was probably going out with his grandmother today, to which he said good, he needed pants. He buys his own work pants because he didn’t like the ones provided. I knew it … Continue reading
May Twenty-ninth; What Fills Your Mug?
What contents are within? I have a tendency to have a favorite mug to drink from. If memory serves me correctly it once belonged to my paternal grandmother and somehow I ended up with it. That makes it in the … Continue reading
Footnotes of Day Thirty-three. What Did He Just Drive up in and Other Highlights
My dogs were even intimidated a bit over that thing. My son works as a mechanic for a car dealership. Part of his job is doing the how ever many point inspection on vehicles that folks trade in for … Continue reading
Day 303- Footnotes of a, what the heck was that day
Its raining again. It had stopped for a while, had even turned into a gorgeous day, but now, its raining. Hard. Concerned because of how many leaves the earlier rain and winds knocked down, I went out to check the … Continue reading
October Fourteenth in the year of don’t ask what’s next
I’m sitting here, enjoying my coffee and the display of bright sunlight as it fills the woods. From here I can see the contrasting light and darkness and watch the leaves spiraling downward. No longer those deep shades of green, … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 