Well here we are for coffee again. Another month has passed since we found the time to sit and enjoy each other’s company and I am sure we both have much to share. For me the last month has seen another revision to a piece of writing about my grandmother. This third revision has come… Continue reading A month of coffees…
Every part of me feels heavy, saddled with an aching tiredness. That rich aroma from my full-bodied coffee screams at me, but it feels as if I am moving through water in my attempt to navigate the battle field of my kitchen. It seems I will never reach the steaming mug on my Keurig. As… Continue reading Straight Shot – Coffee Blog
I haven’t been writing lately, and I can’t really say why. Life hasn’t been any more crazy than normal. It has been filled with the typical sick kids, a puppy that is into everything (don’t blink), snow up to the knee caps, and Christmas racing toward us… Regardless, I haven’t been fitting in… Continue reading Coffee in 100 words
I held just one smooth brown coffee bean in my hand gently rolling it between my palms. I was aware of a faint fragrance drifting up from my palms, and I found the whole situation relaxing. I often twirled a coffee bean between my palms, but this time something about this little bean was different.… Continue reading Coffee Faerie
My mugs sits empty with only a slight discolouring at the bottom. That sludge at the bottom of the mug is proof that at some point this morning coffee warmed the ceramic cylinder I call a coffee cup. The memory of the rich roasted scent lingers in my nasal cavity, and the warmth from my… Continue reading If we were having coffee on this beautiful August morning…
The mornings still have a chill in them, and it is just enough of a chill that I can see a steam rising off the pool of coffee in my mug. Perhaps it is because I am so tired that the steam transforms in my mind’s eye to a mist rising off of a lake… Continue reading On a river of coffee…
“Dogs leave paw prints on our hearts.” – Unknown To say that this week has been a rough one would be an understatement. I was working on this post earlier in the week with my precious Willow laying at my feet. I am finishing this post without her. Her death was very much unexpected and… Continue reading Coffee & Companionship
The delicious scent of rich coffee underlain with subtle hints of caramelized vanilla lingers in the air this morning. My brain feels sluggish and unwilling to wake. It seems in the aftermath of April’s A to Z challenge that my pen to paper and fingers to keyboard process is exhausted. April has been a busy… Continue reading Coffee in the wake of A to Z
If we were having coffee… This morning as I was spooning a dollop of creamed honey onto my toast and peanut butter while simultaneously enjoying the smell of fresh coffee brewing I thought of my grandmother. I could see her sitting slightly hunched at the round wood table in her cottage. The morning sun shining on… Continue reading Honey in Coffee
I love coffee. I love coffee dates. The last few weeks have been hectic with company, appointments, school trips, soccer practice, gardening, and the general stuff of life. As you can imagine, I am very excited to sit down and have a coffee with you. I love this idea of “If we were having coffee…” because for… Continue reading “Coffee is a language in itself.” – Jackie Chan
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 