Coffee Log, Day 29

Hi.

Coffee: Honduras, Cooperativa Raos.

Spring walks in wearing last season’s best: it’s snowing. News says the Northeast is getting slammed by another blizzard but it’s enough of a storm here. The flakes are big. Even though it’s warm, the snow’s sticking. The trees look like they’ve been dipped in cornstarch, ready to fry.

As a kid, snow was perfect. Now its more complicated. I’ve got a lot of driving to do today. People I love are driving too. When does danger slip its fingers in your pocket? In the bluster of big wet snow its hard to tell ‘fear’ from ‘responsibility.’

Oh well. It’s a beautiful storm either way.

Currently Reading:
Tar Baby, Toni Morrison

“The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn who it touches.” E.E. Cummings

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