The Magic Pot

My daughter returned home from England with new ideas. One was, she asked me to buy instant coffee. I guess they drink instant coffee in England? Our coffee paraphernalia had outgrown the intimate kitchen, so I began setting up a coffee bar in the breezeway. We needed an electric kettle. Here enters the magic pot. […]

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Feel the Music

I tell my daughter to look for windows. It’s not always a door God will open. I’ve sang this song in my heart for her since she was small. Today, we sing it for one another.

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