Another Muggy Morning Coffee Muses.
Clouds rushing north. As if to a winters party. A party I didn’t get an invitation to. Snow and ice, it’s a Game of Thrones themed party. Winter is coming… so they tell me.
It feels and sounds like spring here, though. Birds singing all around. Cool breeze blowing. Temperature is in the seventies once again. If I close my eyes, I could be sitting on the porch of a cabin in my favorite mountains on any summer’s day. But, it’s only in my mind that I can see the Blue Ridges fade into the distance.
There, you can see it too…