Behind the Scenes

Behind the Scenes

Roasted coffee beans. Blend and grind. Espresso—steamed milk. Toil the hillside. Shake the red plum fruit. Dry-sort-roast. So we can savor   A Latte....
Humanity

Humanity

Is like a good red blend of wine. All the richness of fruit, the bitter, the chocolate, smoky and bold. To be savored, let your lips taste the elegance, the complexity....
Abbe the Writer

Abbe the Writer

I admit that each character flaw is my own. And the stories I tell are how I grow. Imagination is the first stem in seeing more. Without the possible there is no probable. ~Abbe  ...
A Woman’s Hands

A Woman’s Hands

Devoid of all nail-polish. A finish of callouses and cuts, soothed by grease. A woman’s hands hold the child, the groceries. Burns when cooking, soothed by a child’s folded fingers. A woman’s hands, absent of frills, unites in muscled massages, honored by hugs....
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