Yule Logs

Yule Logs. The wood delivery came this warm, sunny afternoon. The wood man wanted cash; he dislikes checks I do not blame him, why should he pay tax when the likes of Starbuck pay almost none. I usually drink coffee at the local café, but tried Starbuck´s once, coffee with milk wasn´t enough, they kept talking about “latte” No, just coffee with milk…please. A friend of mine, who has gone to school, came over and sorted it out; what I got was foamy and didn´t taste like coffee. I don´t think our wood man drinks coffee there was faint smell of wine about him, - it was after lunch-, police officers leave us alone here in the deep, dark valleys of upland of Algarve.