Rest assured, the coffee situation has been rectified. The el cheapo Target brand is steaming in my mug as I type. I have long opined that if the fancy coffee places or craft breweries that are all the rage depended upon me for success none would exist. I like plain black coffee and ordinary American lager beer. For the hoi poloi my tastes may be rather pedestrian, but you should have discerned long ago I am about the basics, not the pretense. But if you like a double caramel Frappuccino or an extra-hopped IPA, good for you. Enjoy. We don’t have to agree.
It looks to be a gorgeous day here in Hoosierdom. I have yard work to do. The garage needs cleaned out in preparation for winter. I might find a few minutes to sit on the patio and ponder my blessings and read a bit in the sunshine. Nothing stirs your soul like watching the leaves turn.
Soon those leaves will be on the ground crying for a rake. For now, I can enjoy their beauty.
Have a great Saturday, mon amis.