Tag: coffee

life is a bowl of coffee…

          Well, something like that. Life was like that for about an hour, anyway– life was a bowl of hot coffee.                     Fresh, hot, milky coffee.  …

coffee and dark sky and love at the window

  Grab some coffee. And whatever else. Everyone stops and break for love. And all we dream about is love. Right? I mean, don’t you? That’s all. We daydream about love in the morning and love in the afternoon. And, love,…

loosely sophisticated (VIDEO)

Nonsense, playtime, music, unrefined knowledge. And, coffee in itty bitty cups. Loose and ‘sophisticated’ days like these are never long enough. A little set we got for the girls somewhere in Paris when they were itty bitty bebes.  :)  

lalalalala…

I like to write. Sometimes I make sense to some people. Other times, and, often I don’t make sense at all. Not to me- not to you. Sometimes I come back here and wonder why I shared this and that. And…

I took your coffee cup

The tie doesn’t suit  you.  The color is nice, but , I imagine , the tie is too small. I hope you don’t mind,  but I took your mug this morning. We can share it? Or we can trade,…I can…

Stained and spotty

…and when my mind is cluttered and unable to organize thoughts… I lean forward on the kitchen counter where the stove is. Stairing at the coffee maker…at my reflection… I think of schedules and apppointments and messages I have to…

Taken By Trees and happy earth day

or taken by dreams… day dreams and day drinks and trees and hikes and nature walks perfectly balanced with a drink in each hand and a great cuppa coffee ? that’s what i think life should be. A dream.

day 20 – sitting still with coffee cup

sitting with my coffee. waiting for my cup of tortilla soup. fuel before some christmas shopping. happy friday. :) pretty mellow. soup was good. so… when i was growing up, my mother would make us soups. chicken soup, tomato soup,…