What I Drink When I'm Drinking Coffee







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  1. Dixie@dcrelief4 January 2015 at 21:32

    Now there's a winner!

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  2. Arlee Bird5 January 2015 at 04:06

    That's a nice way to look at coffee. Maybe instead of gulping mine down while doing something else I should dwell on my cup of brew to let it inspire me.

    Lee
    Tossing It Out

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    1. Lisa Southard5 January 2015 at 11:51

      Gulping may be holding you back, Lee! Although we all have days where gulping is required :-)

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  3. Anonymous5 January 2015 at 06:48

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  4. Lisa Southard5 January 2015 at 11:53

    Thank you Nature Boy, all my own work- mainly powered by coffee :-)

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  5. Geo.7 January 2015 at 22:00

    Beautifully done. All forests should be informed by coffee.

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    1. Lisa Southard7 January 2015 at 22:15

      A coffee forest would have some entirely interesting growth. I like this plan :-)

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