The old dented and fire scorched coffee pot is on the fire, grounds are in the percolator and its almost stiff enough to hold a spoon upright. Hotcakes in the frying pan and the bacon is sitting in the covered dish. You'd better get it quick before the dog finds it.

Maple syrup in the crock pot and Honey in the glass jar, take your pick. It's a new day and a new pot of Folgers, not fancy but it will make your hair grow and your legs dance through the morning chores. Somebody split the wood and put water on to heat up for washing the dishes, we got things to do before the sun gets much higher.

It's a wonderful day, the Burr oak trees have changed color but stubbornly hang onto their leaves, the Birch trees turned yellow and dropped theirs in the wind last night. The Sumac is so red it almost hurts your eyes to look at them because of the contrast with all the brown muted foliage around them.

Grab your tin mug and pour you some jitter bean juice, lets get this thread going.