Tis The Season

  [Click on BLUE links for sources and more information]   It’s a great time for drunks...

Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.

- William Blake

Taking A Break

  It has been a year and a half since I created Think in the Morning.  I have put up over 150 posts.  Many of the posts have been nostalgic memories of the Sea Gull Restaurant and Bar in Mendocino during the time I was the owner/operator.  Other posts include... read more

Poems – 10

  This is our tenth page of poems and art.  Think in the Morning posts a poem and a piece of napkin art produced in the old Sea Gull Cellar Bar every day on our Facebook Page.   Autumn Song Sarojini Naidu   Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow, The... read more

Oaxaca Earthquake Damage Extensive: Urgent Support Needed

  The recent earthquake in southern Mexico has resulted in the loss of hundreds of homes and dozens of lives.  One of the more dramatic sets of before and after pictures is of the government palace in Juchitan in the state of Oaxaca.       Think in... read more


  September 16th, Mexican Independence Day, means little to the Americans living across the border, but like our July 4th it is a day celebrated across Mexico with parades, festivals, dances, and food.  On September 16th, 1810, Miguel Hidalgo, a Catholic priest,... read more

Short Fiction: Where is Santiago?

  Dónde está Santiago? When Santiago left town, everyone went crazy.  The  señoritas swooned.  They pulled at their hair and tore at their dresses and ran around in a hopeless state of despair.  Fights broke out among the young men who vied against each other to... read more

Poem – Between the Days

  Between the Days Between the days that fill a life You jammed your youth into a socket With just a nerve to register Beneath some skin that fits a body Beneath some hair and sweat With just a nerve to register What, left unnoticed, moments passed. Between the... read more

Short Fiction: The Dead Man

    The ceiling fan purred. It was hot and humid in the room. Albert had come to Puerto Vallarta from San Francisco where it was cool and brisk. He had ten days to himself alone without a phone or computer. He came to think, not to work. He walked out to the... read more

Poems – 9

  As is our custom, this is the ninth posting of poems and napkin art first posted on our Think in the Morning Facebook page.   Private Alamo Tom Chandler   O’er the ramparts I watch you come gallantly streaming, buckskin cornlikker stinking of... read more

Guest Post: The Swan and the Sculptor by Mitchell Zucker

  Think in the Morning loves to post stories and articles by our friends.  This is the fourth story we have posted by Mitchell Zucker.  It is a beautiful story that we know you will enjoy.   Mitchell Zucker © 1990   A young sculptor was walking through... read more

What About the Grandkids?

  I grew up in small town America and look back nostalgically at what I now know was a privileged and cherished childhood.  While I lived in a one-parent home and money was tight, I had everything I needed.  In spite of the rural agricultural landscape, I had... read more

Poems – 8

  [Click on BLUE LINK for more information]   Think in the Morning posts a poem with a sample of napkin art on our Facebook Page every day.  This is the 9th post on our website of accumulated poems.  Other poems and links can be found HERE:  Poems – 7... read more