Christmas Eve. A full day of the best fullness. Good food. Christmas carols all day long. A beautiful tree and festooned house. Playing in the snow with a grandson who needed so little to delight him. Who found her the best of friends. Of reading books, and games. And a deep armchair to doze in, with the scent of cinnamon and cloves on the air.
By late morning, Marjorie Dashwood thought that this must be what it was like to work in a music store—where customers were constantly test driving drums, cellos, cymbals, and French horns. Constant cacophony. It was Saturday, only three days before Christmas, and Downing Street was flowing with . . .
🎄"Be it Ever So Humble, There’s No Place Like Walmart"🎄 Why would the CIA or American military try for years to come up with methods for extracting information from would-be terrorists that is both effective and humane, when the best torture is patently obvious? Take them to Walmart. In December. Throw in a slushy parking … Continue reading Coffee at No. 10: Installment 18: “Be it Ever So Humble, There’s No Place Like Walmart”
Downing Street, had for many years, held the distinction of being one of the most popular streets in the university town. The main artery off Main Street, it had been renovated and revitalized over the years with much charm and uniqueness. It was a place you took guests for breakfast and casual shopping, or for a star filled evening, sipping wine and cheese under a cerulean summer sky. Marjorie Dashwood had known her addition to the street, a coffee bar, could be no shabby affair. She was joining a much respected civic fraternity and wanted her fledgling to be as classic and attractive as its neighbors.
“Like Apples of Gold, In Settings of Silver”—Proverbs 25:11 It was a cold, late November morning. If a towns’ collective attitude could be gauged, it would have registered, mild annoyance. It was way past time for warmer temps with softening snow. With the first of December dawning the very next day, it was typical for … Continue reading Coffee at No. 10: Installment 16: “Like Apples of Gold in Settings of Silver”