Good afternoon mom! I’m so glad you dropped by for coffee, and I am brewing a fresh pot of your favorite just for you. Hmm, there’s nothing better than the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, don’t you agree? It’s a lovely afternoon with crisp breezes and scents of fall in the air. So perfect for…
It’s cold outside and time for a cuppa. I find there is nothing more thought-provoking than chit-chat. Hot coffee, so strong you can stand a spoon up in it. The fireplace is aglow and sharing its warmth throughout the room. This is going to one of those chats. It’s a wet and cold day in…
Good afternoon! I am thrilled you dropped by for coffee. I am brewing a fresh pot of hazelnut coffee for us. Don’t you just love the aroma? I hope you find the flavor is to your liking. If not, I have other options. It’s a lovely afternoon with summery breezes and scents of flowers and…
Anonymous A Toast to St. Patrick Saint Patrick, the holy and tutelar man; His beard down his bosom like Aaron’s run. Some from Scotland, some from Wales, will declare that’s from where he came, But I care not, now he’s risen to fame. The pride of the world and his enemies scorning, I will drink…
Success!! Yes, the party for my hubby was a blast. He had no clue about what was in store for him. My partner in crime, the organizer of the surprise party, and one of the managers pulled it off perfectly. We were enjoying our cocktails, chatting and listening to the music. Doesn’t that last sentence…
I’m only a cat, and I stay in my place… Up there on your chair, on your bed or your face! I’m only a cat, and I don’t finick much… I’m happy with cream and anchovies and such! I’m only a cat, and we’ll get along fine… As long as you know I’m not yours……
Boro Inn is an Irish pub owned by, Brendan Doyle, a retired Catholic Priest. The decor is eclectic and charming with relics from an Irish life, covering the walls and ceiling. The Indian is used as a confessional and very unique. (I took these photos Nov. 2014). There is a story about the Indian, which…
January As I sip my coffee, there is a fire in the fireplace. The flames dance and dazzle. It is a lovely fire emitting warmth and light and a perfect setting for me to write. I may even make some New Year’s resolutions. Then, maybe I won’t. I never keep them anyway. My friend the…
