Morning Therapy
Project 365 – Day 9
I’ve become a complicit victim of the coffee culture. I hated the taste of coffee most of my life, but 6 years ago something changed. I now love it, and it is a highlight and beloved pleasure of each morning.
Most days I make my own, but Fridays I treat myself to a hand-crafted brew elsewhere. Most often it’s from Starbucks near my office, but I’m always on the hunt for something new and unique. During the holidays, it has become a cherished morning tradition for my brother Mike and me to visit his local shop, Buckhead Coffee. We are many times accompanied by my son-in-law Dale or Katie’s beau Evan, which makes the tradition even more special.
The coffee fix is one thing, but I enjoy the experience equally as well. Watching others, slowing down for a moment to notice something typically overlooked, or conversing with someone. Life is rushed enough as it is, with lists and things to do and expectations and worries. A cup of java warms the soul and transcends it all.
Fuji X-T1, 14mm f/2.8, 2 sec @ f/16, ISO 800


kewl….like the stillness of the cup against the hustle and bustle of the morning rush.