Spring time shifts how the sunlight enters our house. I returned home midmorning, planning on writing my blog. As I looked for the perfect patch of light, I wondered what I would write about. It is almost always a mystery until the words find a way to each other and form a story. Our small kitchen table was perfect for discovering the unknown I brought my lap top, calendar, and phone. My office was complete. Just the dogs and I were home. Everything was perfect until I knocked over my mug of coffee and coconut milk all over my lap top key board. It was totally soaked.