Coffee shop. After a long time, family group settings, summer events and busyness. It's the ambiance of a coffee shop, a constant between quiet and noise, ins and outs and we have our own talk, our own catching up to do after weeks of other things. Our voice messages only do justice of our inner worlds, thoughts, ideas, struggles and opinions.
The stillness and creative inspirations from a coffee shop embark the quality conversations we are seeking. The Saturday morning muse gives a flicker to the past week and the weekend ahead.
I remember the weeks were so busy and constant before, and weekends were literally a breath of fresh air. This new open, varied schedule is very nice and appreciated, and it doesn't feel like a scurried sense of trying to find the time and mental space for something different.
Hot coco, white chocolate mocha, a muffin, pumpkin bread is what we ate and drank. Those few hours felt like minutes dropping like rain drops spewing from the sky, and then disappear. Their remnant is on the ground. Our words, and time spent together are saved in memory like the trickling and pouring of brewed coffee on a Fall, crips morning; always appreciated, savored and ready for the next time!
Awww, how true this is!!! Love this post dear sis and loved our time together! It was so special and needed!! xoxo
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