What I Miss Most, Being On the Road

What I miss most, being on the road, is my dog. Next-most, this time of day, miss my own coffee! (Staring at strange coffeemaker in a friend's kitchen. Chock Full o'Nuts is supposed to be good stuff, though, right?)

Morning, Glories, from a suburb of Chicago.

Now to see if Vic did his thing...

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