Sunday, November 22, 2009


When I do yoga and I'm in a hard pose, I imagine this one day in Madrid when my friend Krista and I sat at an outdoor cafe and sipped cafe con leche. Or I picture mornings in the slanty sunroom at the old apartment--also sipping coffee. Always makes me smile. In Thailand when I was often incredibly lonely, I drank coffee in the morning and journaled. All I need to make me happy is a sunny day and a cup of joe.

The top photo is a French press and the bottom is a stovetop espresso maker. I used to have a milk frother, but (go figure) I broke it.

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