listening to jazz. thinking about bakers keyboard lounge in the ‘d’. any bar that is shaped like a giant piano starts with a firm head start for me. 59 more words
It’s Spring—Or Is It?
The first year after we moved to Reno, my sister sent me a gardener’s diary. A thoughtful gift-giver, she knew of my newly born enthusiasm for the garden that we were able to plant in our large yard. 194 more words
“Did you pour water?”
As gasping sounds emerge from the coffee maker…
“Why wouldn’t I?”
a quick check of the machine anyway…
Reveals a coffee-maker filled with coffee. 37 more words