Medford met me at my back porch early this Monday morning. According to my replica “Pruett’s Pig Powders” thermometer, the temperature was 74ºF, and it felt muggy, and my lens-assisted original equipment eyes told me it was hazy, here in our hometown of Saint Paul, Minnesota. A quick look at look at local weather on the ‘net informed me that we are expecting the high temp today to reach about 80ºF, with an 80% chance of much needed rain.

“Mornin’ Jay,” Medford greeted as he gimped his way up the steps of my back porch, “Laura’s gone already this morning.”

“Gone?” I answered, a bit perplexed, as I knew Laura usually slept late in the mornings, until at least six, “Whaddaya mean gone?”

“To the café,” Medford answered, “she left a note.”

“That settles that,” I concluded, “we’ll see her when we get there. How was your Father’s Day?”

“Pretty good,” Medford replied, “Laura took several jobs off my ‘honey-do’ list. Hey! Where’s the organically & shade-grown, fair-trade, French-Roast coffee? I brought my porcelain, not china, but made in China, Codger Collectible Mug, and a packet of sugar and of creamer, but I have nothing to put them in.”

“Don’t have any of that,” I rejoined with a smile.

“Say what?”

“Don’t have any organically & shade-grown, fair-trade, French-Roast coffee, but I do have organically & shade-grown, fair-trade, Sumatran-Roast coffee, just inside the door, to your left, as always.” (Bet you thought I wouldn’t work those catch-phrases in, didn’t you!)

If you are wondering what the Codger Ladies are up to so early in the morning, head over to the Café to find out.

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