A short story for a quick morning read while you drink your coffee …
Every good and trusted go-to coffee mug deserves a good story – so here is mine. One day, my wife and I decided to go and spend a few days in the mountains with very good friends who live near Asheville. Thank you, friends, for your hospitality!
It was just weeks ago and the mountains and the leaves were beautiful. I love the mountains in fall. Than you autumn!
We had a wonderful lunch outside the Pisgah Inn. Thank you God for beautiful, panoramic views of your handiwork!
Before leaving, I decided to purchase a new mug in their gift shop. Not quite sure why I like clay mugs as much as I do, but I have some from all over. Thank you God for the artisans and patient workers with clay!
The next day, in the process of cleaning out the car and packing up and heading back to Raleigh, the mug went missing. I only discovered this after we returned to the capital. We went through all of our luggage, through the car several times, and our friends looked all over their mountain home where we had stayed. No mug. I know it’s a small thing, but I can’t tell you how much I had wanted and waited to take my first sip from my Mount Pisgah mug. Oh well …
About a week and a half later, my daughter and her wife were visiting the same friends and an unexpected thing happened. A bear got into their homestead trash and pulled things out in every direction and – somehow, inadvertently uncovered the missing mug! Thank you brother bear!
So now, even though my Mug has an etched doe on top of the Pisgah sign, it will forever be known in the Baker household as the BEAR MUG.
(it’s the small things folks) 
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