Sunday, September 6, 2008

This is the Sunday to begin our year-long "slug fest" on the porch. Every Sunday, friends come over with The New York Times, and we sit around on our screened porch, drinking coffee, and reading the newspaper. We usually fight over the book review section, and avoid all things sports. We are more interested in the latest writer than words from the newest politicians, and love to see artists of any hue written about for us to savor. Today, along with the Tanzanian coffee that my brother sent to me, I will serve waffles with fruit. The weather is 70 plus degrees beautiful with a slight breeze. Could heaven be any more wonderful? We certainly can find these heavenly spots here on earth, can't we.