Note: This post contains affiliate links. Today is Father’s Day. Everyone is still asleep, except the orioles and squirrels hopping across the lawn on the other side of the street, and the cardinals carrying on their chorus somewhere in the distance. I poured a cup of coffee into a small, plain ivory mug. The mug, … Continue reading My Father’s Mug
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