Share a Warm Mug and a Warm Hug With a Friend

It is the first day of fall and Mrs. Green has something up her sleeve. Are you anticipating the change in seasons or dreading it?  Tell us all about it . We would love to hear of your favorite fall traditions, warm recipes, and  how you anticipate the change in the seasons. We hope you enjoy this simple story.

A Warm Mug and a Warm Hug With a Friend

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Very early, before the sun came up, Mrs. Green got out of bed. She dressed in blue jeans and a warm fleece jacket. She was careful not to wake Mr. Green as she tiptoed out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

Sue was visiting with them for the week and she had a few friends sleeping over. There were teenage girls on the living room floor and on the sofa, all sound asleep. Mrs. Green opened the hall closet as quietly as she could. She pulled out a cozy winter hat. It was deep purple and green with a long pointy end and a pom pom on top. She pulled it over her unruly curls and instantly felt the warmth of her good friend who had knitted it for her years ago.

Without turning on the kitchen light she quickly fed Ampersand and gave him fresh water. He looked up at her with sleepy eyes. He was as silent as she was. He seemed to know what day it was and the plan for the morning. Mrs. Green opened the refrigerator and poured two cups of cold milk into her favorite glass mugs with swirly, curly handles. She placed the mugs in the microwave, making sure to stop it before the bell woke everyone up. She placed the warm mugs on the counter, and scooped big spoonfuls of her homemade mocca mix.  She watched as the chocolate rained down into the stark white milk, transforming it into a wirling, cream colored concoction that brought her comfort just looking at it.

She slid on her shoes and slipped out the back door with the two mugs in her hand and Ampersand following closely behind her. The yard was very dark, but Mrs. Green knew the way. She passed by the vegetable garden that was beginning to die back, the weed garden now golden from cool nights, and the two hammocks dripping with dew and ever so slightly swinging in the dark morning breeze. She walked just past the climbing tree and tiptoed onto the sturdy rocks carrying her across the babbling stream and into the May’s farm field.

It was still dark when she saw Mrs. May walking over the high place in the field. They met at the old bench like they had done year after year on this very day. They sat side by side without a word, sipping from the warm mugs and watching. The two friends smiled, clinked mugs, and hugged as the sun reached up over the high spot on the hill and flooded the field with golden light. They laughed out loud at the simple pleasure of welcoming in  the first day of autumn  with a good friend.

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 Mrs. Green is like a warm hug  after a long day, so send this story to a friend. It is our gift to you. Mrs. Green is sure to put a smile on their face and help them anticipate the many simple pleasures of fall.  Enjoy!

Copyright Terri Neagle Donaldson 2015

Terri Neagle Donaldson and Stressfreestories, 2015. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Terri Neagle Donaldson and stressfreestories with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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