Muses I Have Had, Coffee I Have Drunk

The Trail Since 2006

It began with a spark of inspiration from a few kindred spirits scattered along the Appalachian ridges, mostly in North Carolina and Virginia. Back then, we were virtual friends who—for the most part—never shared a physical porch, but we built a digital one together. Some were writers, some were poets, and some were photographers, each of us finding our way through those early “virtual woods” on the internets.

What follows is a collection of my latest musings (and perhaps a bit of blathering), a trail of thoughts that winds all the way back to those first steps in 2006.

Or just meander through my past muses… Just hope the coffee isn’t stale!


July Ninth, Monday

The humidity is up, my glasses needed wiping as soon as I walked out… another morning coffee muses.
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Saturday, July seventh

Not too warm, not too humid… quiet Saturday morning coffee muses. Birds are singing, thunderclouds are building up on the horizon, there’s a nice breeze blowing… all in all it’s a beautiful morning. I managed…

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Friday, July sixth

It feels nice, not too warm, not too humid… a beautiful summer’s morning coffee muses.
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Thursday, July fifth

It’s sunny once more, the crickets are louder than the cicadas, and the forecast is for more rain… summer morning coffee muses.
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Tuesday, July third

Ninety-three percent humidity, over eighty degrees already… it’s not a pleasant morning coffee muses.
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Sunday, July first

It’s perfect grass growing season, hot and humid with weekly showers… July’s first morning coffee muses.
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Friday, June twenty-ninth

It feels cooler, which means it’s probably not quite as humid… for this end of week, almost end of month morning coffee muses.
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Friday, June twenty-second

Ridiculous humidity, bright and sunny between scattered clouds, it’ll be a miserable Deere meditations day… morning coffee muses.
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Saturday, June sixteenth

A light rain falling as I walk out, the forecast is a wet one, but the sun is shining on my morning coffee muses.
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Sunday, June tenth

Eighty percent humidity and mid-seventies, dragonflies and cicadas, a summer’s morning coffee muses.
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Friday, June first.

The air is full of moisture, it attaches itself to my glasses, warm feeling morning coffee muses.
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Thursday, May thirty-first

The floor fan is almost too cool, the humidity isn’t as oppressive, it’s a beautiful summer’s morning coffee muses.
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Tuesday, May twenty-ninth

The summer humidity has arrived to stay and the ceiling fans alone are no longer enough for a morning coffee muses.
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