Monday Coffee Talk

 January 12, 2026

2.26

Let’s DillyDally

DillyDally. It’s impossible to say it without smiling, or at least without feeling like you’ve momentarily stepped into a whimsical children’s book. I think we all dillydally far more than we’d like to admit. Let’s face it, we dillydally because our brain loves a good wander.

I’m feeling really accomplished today. I finally found the energy to polish the table and chairs. Those chairs are heavy, and to reach the legs I have to get down on the floor—and the real problem is getting back up again. 😊 That’s a feat all on its own. Yep, I’m very proud of myself.

I watched Singin’ in the Rain the other night—one of those classic films I never get tired of. 

The big dance number with Donald O’Connor, Debbie Reynolds, and Gene Kelly is so entertaining, and I always find myself wondering how many times they had to rehearse before nailing it. I also love Gene Kelly’s singing and dancing to the title song, an unforgettable performance. And to think Debbie Reynolds was only 19 when they filmed it—brand new to the industry, yet she absolutely held her own alongside her seasoned co-stars.

I’ve had something on the shelf that I’ve been wanting to share with you, just seems like other things keep pushing it aside.  Well, today is it’s day to shine . . .

 

I fell in love with the picture, it’s not a staged photo, the photographer happened upon this blue fox in the wild.  Here is the article:

GRAND PRIZE
Kathleen Borshanian
St. George Island, Alaska

“On the high bluffs of St. George Island, there is a 1,000-foot sea cliff where numerous fox trails cut a path precariously close to the edge,” says Borshanian of this enchanting sun- and fog-dappled scene. As she approached the island’s west end, she spotted a female blue Arctic fox about 75 feet away. Hiding behind a tussock, the Salt Lake City photographer used a telephoto lens to record the moment without disturbing the fox or her kits, sleeping nearby.

Mr D got a burst of energy and worked in the yard.  The knock-out roses in front of the window had grown much too tall and blocking my view, so they got a good trim ~  And now I have . . .

 . . . pretty roses to enjoy.

I’ve been busy on an internet search for all I can find about – NEARER TO GOD. (words for 2026)  There are some excellent articles and messages on the subject.  I go to Sermon Central for a lot of my research.  It’s a great site with so many sermons from great teachers.  I’m putting together my own study guide for the year.  So far, I have 17 pages, with more still to come. I don’t know when I’ll have enough, I guess I’ll just know.  I’ve ordered a binder to keep things neat, orderly and close at hand.

“The concept of God’s nearness to those who call upon Him is a profound theme woven throughout the Scriptures, emphasizing the intimate relationship between the Creator and His creation.”

Until Next Time

Saturday Musings

Fog, Coffee, and Saturday Musings

Here it is Saturday, another week gone by as we begin the new year.   Like most mornings, I wandered into the kitchen in search of that first comforting cup of hot coffee. When I opened the blinds, I was met with a wall of fog so thick I could barely make out the houses across the street. The world felt hushed, wrapped in a gray blanket, as if it too was deciding whether to fully wake up.

So here I sit, coffee in hand, letting the warmth settle into my bones while I ponder what I want to do today—if anything at all. Some days call for plans; others invite us to simply breathe and take life minute by minute. Today feels like a minute-by-minute day.

Even with the fog there is a lot of activity going on across the street (a new house being built). It seems like it’s been in the making for ages, and at last the drive-way is being poured. I may just stay right here by the window and watch them work. I enjoy something being built, coming together like a jigsaw puzzle. Besides, watching the progress might be my cheap entertainment for the day! 😊

        

Some days are meant for productivity. Others are meant for fog, coffee(or a cup of hot tea), and quiet observation. I think I know what today will be.

A Scripture for Slow Mornings

“Be still, and know that I am God.” — Psalm 46:10

There’s something about a foggy morning that naturally invites stillness. The world softens, the edges blur, and we’re reminded that not every day requires motion. Some days are meant for pausing, noticing, and letting God meet us in the quiet.

Maybe that’s the gift of mornings like this: a gentle nudge to slow down, breathe deeply, and remember that even in the fog—literal or otherwise—God is near, steady, and already at work.

And as I’ve written this post, the fog has slowly lifted leaving a gray and overcast day. 

Nothing better than Christmas lights to brighten a dreary day. 

 

Until Next Time