The View From My Cup

The view from my cup…fountain pens. Last year, a friend told me about a great deal she got online for fountain pens in different ink colors. A gob of them for just $20! Santa brought me a box for Christmas. I have a confession about me and fountain pens. They terrify...

  The view from my cup…the coffee bar for National Coffee Day! Honestly, it should be a crime to love coffee as we do. We have bags of coffee in a wide assortment of flavors. Let me clarify, bags of beans. We fresh grind our coffee. Makes all the difference in...

The view from my cup…Caladiums, summer’s showy foliage. I plant them every year, and they never disappoint. The hardest thing about planting them is finding them. Most box stores are overflowing with petunias and begonias, but nonflowering plants are at a premium....

The view from my cup…my typewriter collection. It’s taking over the office where I write. I have an old Remington that weighs 3,000 pounds given to me by an old friend. That boat anchor of a typing machine has been toted to several homes till landing here in my office...

The view from my cup…comic pages. It has been years since I regularly read the comics in the newspaper. Probably since Calvin and Hobbes went away. That was December 31, 1995. On the first day of the same year, The Far Side ended too. Not a good year for the comic...

The view from my cup…things I don't see anymore. Now and again, I think of something I haven't seen for quite a while. As in, not for years, and in some cases decades. Take, for instance, carhop trays. BC (before COVID), you could occasionally dine at a hotdog stand...