…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’ll picking up where I left off… On Day 3 we sought the pictographs near the suspension bridge over the Kaweah and made it much more complicated than it had…
Don’t you love that point when a color changes? It could be from winter brown to spring green, from green to blooming, or from the stem to the end of…
I’ve heard that some people who look for cost effective methods of feeding, sheltering, clothing, educating, and amusing themselves can become almost addicted to doing everything cheap. Well, I’m not…
These are just random shots from the summer I’ve been hanging onto. Maybe you’ll enjoy. day 197 day 175 day 190
Having lived away from my family for several years, I try to make the most of being back at my hometown. What a blessing to be able to sit on…
Did you see it!?! For a few beautiful days I was the center of the universe… the knitting universe of Ravelry that is. Well, the Oud Tank I knit was,…