Category: Sunday Morning Coffee
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Yes, Thomas, I think you can…
I do. I think you can go home again. Thomas Wolfe disagreed, but perhaps his definition of “home” is different from mine. I’m sitting in the Sacramento, CA airport waiting for my flight back to Seattle. My Peet’s cappuccino is beginning to take effect. Got croissant flakes all over my…
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Eureka Encore
It’s strange visiting a place where you once lived. Makes it difficult to entertain in your own home. Unless you have a dear friend like mine, who has thrown open her doors to me, allowing me to throw open her doors to my friends…well, actually to my son. I’ve taken…
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The Mother of all Sundays
I’ve of two minds when it comes to Mothers Day. Hallmark loves it. Florists love it. I’m just glad I won’t see all the commercials for another year. Be that as it may… I wish all you wonderful Mothers out there the happiest of days. May you be recognized and…
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Book Reviews
I know. Kind of a boring-ish topic for a Sunday Morning Coffee chat. I’ll keep it brief. Tell you what, I’ll intersperse it with random pictures from a stock photo site. Having your own graphic designer in the house means you don’t really pay attention to stock photos. I’ve just discovered…
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Sunday Morning Rambles on cats, dogs, birds and kelly kettles
It’s hard to indulge in a nice lazy sleep-in when there’s a cat wandering over your person and drooling in your face. I’ve two cats–The Boys. They are brothers. One’s a drooler. The other’s a kneader. But we’ve all got our little quirks. The kneader is on my lap as…
Chronicles of Cammy My Fool's Journey and Travelogue 