Cup number three...
I like taking coffee at home. Granted, with french press and/or pour over brewing it's not in my hands immediately and it's another few items to wash (and I think I have stated my dislike of dish-washing on more than one occasion) but I get to stay home. I don't have to get dressed beyond a robe if I want to enjoy my coffee in the sun. There is no line. There's no unfortunate music selection... I can put Kahlua in my cup if I want. Or chocolate vodka or nothing or anything and there is no disapproving sniff at my selection.
The times of day when the sun is close to the horizon are my favorites. And while I can have coffee in the evening without upending my sleep schedule, I prefer my brew in the earlier part of the day.
Cup number three is The Darkness blend from Maniac via the Markets. I have doctored it with cream and sugar* and set it on the railing next to the chard. It is a beautiful spring morning and the porch is erupting in the green. My little maple seems to have acquired some leaf-chomping bugs that I will have have to find a remedy for. The veggies and herbs are flourishing in their pots.
It took me years but I understand the importance of the morning cup at home. Transition, ignition... The jump start whether it's a day of work, play, or chores.
Today is a day of chores. I have been feeling out of sorts lately and let the housework slide. But there is still some java left so I should probably take care of that.
*don't judge me!