My sisters use the word “scratchy” to refer to mild irritability. I often find myself scratchy in June and I blame it on the weather. Here’s a note I wrote on the morning of June 1, grateful for coffee gifts, old and new, but grumpy about the atmosphere. : Saturday morning: Thank you, Hope and …
Can’t say what’s more invigorating this morning, bluebirds or coffee. Just glad to be here. Thanksgiving update — I have a confession to make: My garlic and ginger alternative to green bean casserole, plucked from the New York Times, was a flop. The beans were tough, the garlic overwhelming, the ginger not chopped fine …
Life goes on in New Mexico: Woke to the sound of a breeze in the piñons and junipers — to my ears distinctly New Mexico and one of the reasons I live here. Brewed coffee — thanking goodness for continued operation of the family-run Whiting Coffee Company on Osuna in Albuquerque — squared myself in …
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