Coffee, Tea, Hot Chocolate?

My morning ritual is making coffee: a café latte for Jennifer, a black pour-over for myself. It’s especially delicious, these bright sunny mornings, the blue sky, the birdsong, the clouds tinged a delicate pink. And the smells and sounds of the coffee-making.

It’s a way of ordering the mind, an awakening, a meditative and pleasurable task with each step.… Continue reading