A group of us were on a camping trip in the Georgia mountains last year, sitting around a fire
pit on a chilly Fall morning sipping coffee while the boys were... well, we weren't sure where they were or what they were doing.
Thanks:) I swear there is nothing
better on a chilly fall morning (or any morning for that matter) than a cup of coffee, an amazing cookie, and a quiet morning.
He came over this morning with his coffee and visited with me while I sipped tea and unloaded the dish washer, leaving with the muffins to waft under the nose of his adolescent daughter who loves to sleep in,
especially on chilly fall mornings.