Stop in for a cup of coffee

So just got home from fighting more snow, I was tired, frustrated and basically just plain whipped. I walked out into the shop, it was warm and had the lingering scent of sage from being smudged yesterday, combined with the smell of oil and gasoline. I turned on some Joe Bonamassa, one of my favorite pickers and poured myself a toddy. Dog curled up in her chair and the shop melted my problems away. Amazing what the spirit and smells of a warm shop can do on a cold wintery day.