Drinking my morning brew and wishing I had gotten up about 2 hours earlier. But, wish is what I do, every morning. Wishing I got up earlier won’t actually get me up before 7:30 or eight. Or eight thirty for that matter. Then there is the matter of feeding pets and coffee-making, and if you know me well, the one hour I allow myself to drink that coffee. That hour is a generosity few people can afford. Many days I cannot afford it, so the days I can, I do.
I draw up the exact amount of cold well water I need to fill my insulated coffee mug (emerald-green and a gift from my Mother this past Christmas), pour it into my vintage Corning tea kettle and bring it to a low boil. Meanwhile I rinse my mug in hot water, add exactly one tablespoon of sugar, set the filter basket on top with a coffee filter and add the coffee.
I’m not a coffee snob. Yet. But that factor grows along with my friendship with Marideth. Currently I am drinking Don Fransisco butterscotch, a coffee I lusted after for many years before I learned the fine art of coffee drinking. As a child and all through early life I was passionate about the smell of coffee but couldn’t tolerate the taste of it. During one particular relationship which I will not go into today, I learned to be still. I learned to savor the flavor of mornings and morning rituals. Drinking coffee was among them.
My coffee drinking went in and out like a … well … like a well oiled piston. Here this week and gone the next. Then few years ago my sister and I went to Greece and coffee drinking is taken seriously. We partook of the coffee ritual (this is also where I picked up my daily cigarette habit after many years of abstaining) and the smoking ritual as a way of enjoying more fully the lifestyles we were encountering there.
I am now a devout morning coffee drinker. It is my one time each day I allow total relaxation, savoring the coming day (occasionally as the sun rises but not too often) and do my daily planing and contemplation.
When the water boils and cools slightly I slowly pour it through the coffee filter then give it a stir and sip along the hour.
Today I hope you enjoy the fact that I have shared my hour with you; part of it anyway.