My Old Flame
Yesterday I drank coffee for the first time in weeks. Months. I don't know how long. It feels like forever. Like time drags without it.
Of course it's not really fair to judge the non-coffee period so harshly, as I was under the weather for so much of it. I don't care about fair though. I care about getting my brain back.
The little water feature in the garden is clean, scrubbed, reorganized. That took some doing. It was a slimy mess.
The kitchen maintained its organized state and kids did dishes (hurray!). I made a mock up of a beautiful little idea I've had bouncing around in my head. It needs work, but here's my first take. I even played guitar with Baird for a few minutes.
More coffee is brewing now, which means I can confidently say I'll work out, play guitar again for another few minutes, finish the yam dollar hots (silver dollar hots from the new Joy with 1/4 c. yam added, and a bit of milk and cinnamon), shower, gather photos to show my cousin, and get
Mmm, it's ready, I can smell it.
If the world goes to hell, I want coffee in my survival rations.
(Staged photo ostensibly showing evidence of guitar use.)
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Welcome back to the coffee drinking world.
Becca
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What a wonderful and simple water feature! I need to learn how to make one for my small city yard.
It's just a boxed plastic half-barrel pond from Home Depot, but I changed the ugly faux water pump spout to an Italian glazed pot, feeding the pump tube into the bottom. Luck was on my side, I hadn't checked the tube size before I bought the pot, but it worked out. Fits tightly, but fits. The price on the set was certainly right. I think about $40, if memory serves. The pot was about $20. Done.
I think we'll have tadpoles in a few days. I saw a frog lurking meaningfully at the edge yesterday. Tadpoles were the entire point, after all.
I like your blog. Coffee was made for motherhood or at least coincides nicely with the job. I think I have a couple things in common with you. Like using feminist and housewife in the same sentence or least paragraph, home schooling and changing from a life in academia to ruling the kitchen. ( not saying that you were in academia but ...) However, my desert garden looks really barren next to your lush FL one. Thanks for sharing! R
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