Would you rather use coffee grounds as a natural dye or to treat circles under the eyes? **I’m curious about how coffee grounds would work as a dye.Would you rather use coffee grounds to neutralize odours or clear ice off the sidewalk? **Both options sound messy. I would rather use coffee grounds to clear ice… Continue reading A snowy coffee—2024-46
Would you rather drink coffee in a haunted house or a tiny white room with no windows, noise, or company? **I would rather drink my coffee in a haunted house.Would you rather your Halloween costume be a coffee bean or a coffee plant? **I would rather my Halloween costume be a coffee bean. If we… Continue reading COFFEE in my world—2024-43
The bouquet of my morning java is soft and sweet making me anticipate a weak sip. This coffee is not weak though, it’s a lovely degree of bitterness. It travel across the tongue smoothly and it’s the after taste that is weak, but still welcome. I would enjoy this cup of coffee again, but I… Continue reading A Cookie Jar Coffee
My mug is full to the rim with a rich brown liquid. The steam rises in soft scented pillows. It is a vanilla, fruity, jasmine odour. There is nothing bitter in the smell. However, there is bitter chocolate notes in each sip that fades out into a deep creamy nut flavour of coconut. Can I… Continue reading Choconut Coffee
If we were having coffee I would explain that there is no thought to the rich scent of my coffee. I’m not going to talk about the pillows of steam or the warmth radiating off my mug. Guzzling the hot brown liquid is my only thought, rush, rush, and rush. Although we are settling into… Continue reading Coffee Share
My Christmas mug is empty. I am torn this morning between coffee or hot chocolate. I think that I will go with Mackintosh’s hot chocolate. Just the thought of the rich frothy sweet taste sounds good. The chocolate and caramel smell will be uplifting and festive too. What can I get you: After Eight, Rolo,… Continue reading If we were having coffee
It was the longest winter anyone in our quiet little town could remember. Something had changed in the world. We all knew it even though news hardly ever reached our distant corner. Small whispers had echoed on the fall winds of something dark and lonely. Those fall winds came suddenly and they were harsh and… Continue reading Mystery in the Snow
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 