The View From My Cup

The view from my cup… imminent sign of fall, or precursor of horrific winter? Acorns, part of nature's granola for squirrels. I watch with amusement and fascination as a squirrel digs a tiny hole, inserts an acorn, and spends a good minute or two covering it up and...

The View from My Cup (today the view from my tiny cup collection)… After working from home for ten or so weeks, in June I returned to the office on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursdays. I spent a few hysterical moments discussing 'return to work survival tips' with one of...

I wrote this in March, right after we were given the work from home order and toilet paper reigned supreme. We had just dipped our collective toe into the surreal world of the Covid-19 pandemic.   So Far Away About 40 minutes on the freeway. That's not all that...

The view from my cup…working from home. As with most writers, I have a day job. One that provides insurance, sick and vacation days, and a regular paycheck. Currently, with the Covid-19 restrictions, by day job is now my work-from-home job. It has its perks – wearing...

The view from my cup…a slice of sticky bun. The hubs and I have a Sunday morning ritual. He gets up, gets dressed, and goes out to pick up the Huntington and Charleston newspapers. Some mornings he brings home something for breakfast too. And me? Well, I languish in...

The view from my cup…a cobweb in the morning light. Cobwebs are delicate, fleeting works of art and just one of many things I have enjoyed seeing while my face hasn’t been glued to a phone screen for two months. Just how was my social media hiatus, you ask? Well, here...