The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the First few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.





A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the garage with a

steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the

other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those… Continue