Quiet Afternoon

My creme with a splash of coffee swirls in its Jane Austen mug. I settle deeper into the pillows and pull the computer closer. I’ve seen Pride and Prejudice a 100 times, but I still feel the need to snuggle nearer to the screen. Light from the open window falls across my┬ábedspread, legging-clad legs, andContinue reading “Quiet Afternoon”