leaden legs from my bed swing smell of coffee to my nose brings coffee to cup, and cup to hand the strength to do it once again out the door to work I go this has been my coffee ode
Thursday night in Saratoga was a cold one . . . we were there for the much anticipated return of Tea Leaf Green, a folky/bad ass rock act from SanFran. Luckily, I witnessed the first flakes fall from inside a toasty warm room full of groovin', music lovin, comrades.