Unnoticed, the bright, early mornings and long, warm evenings have changed my auto pilot settings. Not every morning is bright, nor every evening warm, but the basis of a plan is there. Coffee is the cornerstone of this plan. As each day dawns, summer or winter, bright or gloomy, the coffee pot kick starts the mechanisms. My consciousness percolates, at a similar rate to the water in the base of the pot, passing slowly through the pile of problems and pleasures that await my attention during that day. Drinking the coffee allows me the time to relish or panic at what lies ahead. Whether I succeed or fail is immaterial because that’s the day that will be. Only at the end of that day can I tally the score and realise once more that I’m sweeping a very large beach, and that’s not a bad place to be.
Roger Stowell Photography
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Made me smile, thinking of that beach … 🙂
It’s the size of the broom that’s daunting:)
Yeah 🙂 Here, for outside work we use a lovely fan shaped broom made from ikle – the ribs of the coconut leaflets. You should see how ratty they get when one’s been ‘sweeping’ a bit vigorously – that’s how I imagine mine! 🙂
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I just finished mine – damn!
The ocean’s deep today 😉
Well that’s a nice thought:)
I love the imagery of the percolating preparation for the day. beautiful 🙂 I make myself a pot full of rocket fuel first thing in the morning and it keeps me on track right through the day. I have a token teapot that I pull out to pretend I’m really English when French friends ask if it’s teatime.
Coffee close at hand is very necessary. Oddly enough, so many of our French friends drink tea:)
Beautifully put (and loved the shots)…reflects my thoughts exactly. I just couldn’t have put it so well!
Well, a compliment like that has ended my day well:)
I love how you captured the steam! Coffee is the cornerstone of my every day 🙂
It’s a good start and a glass of red is a good finish:)
I love that throwback coffee pot, Roger.
That’s my trusty Bialetti coffee pot – they come in every size, from one cup to 12 cups – check it out http://www.bialetti.com/coffee/moka/
It’s amazing what a pleasant feeling the image of that espresso maker evokes!!!
It’s been with me since God was a boy:)
Beautifully put, Roger. A very long beach, indeed.
So much of my day depends on that first cup of coffee. And you do not want to be around me when, for whatever reason, I’ve been forced to go without.
I can believe this, John:)
Don’t know anyone who can act humanoid without the brew when the sun comes up . . . of course some of us are oft in too much of a hurry to make a civilized cup, if you get my meaning . . . 😀 !
Am I hearing the word “instant”?
Oops!!!!!!!! [very humbly] . . . at times!!!!!!!!!
Sounds like the thin end of the wedge:)
Of course you and your readers all realize that we are all addicts: addicts of coffee. Really; if you stop drinking it you’ll get a powerful headache.Those are withdrawal symptoms. So, just don’t stop!
I’ve been addicted to several things during my life, but I’m pretty sure coffee isn’t one of them. But I’m prepared to be surprised:)
That top photo has me longing for a cuppa! Well shot!
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I can’t start the day without coffee from one of our Bialetti machinette – size depending on how many cups are needed because they only work well when full.
I’ve had a Bialetti for years – looks great and makes wonderful coffee.
That coffee pot. Just beautiful. Brings back memories of holidays in France.
The only thing that makes better coffee ( apart from a huge restaurant Gaggia) is a simple glazed earthenware jug.