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Anything On The Menu

“I’ll have a dram of the McCallan, Highland Park, and the Glenmorangie.” She returned the bar list to the waiter then looked at me. “What?!?  You said I could order what I wanted.” “That wasn’t what I meant.” –   –   … Continue reading

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Victory

The grey morning light struggled to come in through the grime covered window.  The interior of the studio apartment was cast in a perpetual shade of twilight.  The intermittent sound of water splashing onto the sidewalk as vehicles drove by … Continue reading

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Comfort Cuisine – Cocoa Whisky Balls

I really have a love/hate relationship with this time of year.  The days are getting quite short here in the Pacific Northwest, and will continue to do so for the next six weeks; and it is becoming very dreary with … Continue reading

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Weekly Photo Challenge – Habit

Habit. The stuff of the everyday — places we go, things we do, people we see. We don’t often think of habitual acts as photo-worthy occasions — after all, they happen all the time. But it’s because they happen frequently that … Continue reading

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Pumpkin Chocolate Martini

There is so much to love about this time of year.  The reds and golds of the changing leaves.  The crispness in the early morning air.  The soft warmth of the sun when it does come out from behind the … Continue reading

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Haiku – Glow

Ice clinks in crystal Amber liquid promises Warmth washes over *   *   *   *   *

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Seeds of Inspiration

Why does inspiration always come at the least opportune times; like right before I want to lay down to sleep, or even worse, ten minutes after I have finally gotten comfortable in bed.  A thought will suddenly occur to me; … Continue reading

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