Coffee Milk. It's what's for breakfast. Well, it was breakfast for us growing up in Louisiana. People around here are serious about their coffee, and it starts at a very early age. I can remember spending the night with grandma as a little kid, … [Read more...]
It Appears the Bees are Eating Pears
Mom's big old pear tree **I want to apologize to my readers for the long period of silence from this blog. I won’t trouble you with a big explanation, and there was no real crisis or tragedy, just life happening. Needless to say, I am beginning … [Read more...]
Strawberry Dreams
I have a dream. It is spring in Louisiana, a lovely morning in March or April. I have my coffee fixed, and a bowl of creamy oatmeal ready to set down on the table for my breakfast. First, though, I open the door and step out to the little garden … [Read more...]