Cabin Fever... for the fourth year

Painting by John McClusky

 

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.  ~Albert Camus

When it gets this hot out, and the monsoons and haboobs come rolling in, I truly believe my body goes into fight or flight mode. Anxiety rises, the heat stifles  and I move slower than normal and things just seem so much more difficult. At this point in the year, I stand in my closet in the mornings and start to think of my jackets and layering, open windows and eating outside. I long for fall.

But, until that time, I will dream of the golden colors and turn my A/C way up so I can cuddle under my snuggie.

This is my idea of heaven

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Fall makes me need...

Back at home in the Northwest, there is something we like to call coffee. You may think you know coffee, but unless you have had a REAL cup from WA,OR,ID, or MT you haven't. My dear friend Emily was a barista for many'a coffee shop in the years past. I lived with her for a summer, and never had her make me a cup of joe. One of life's biggest regrets, especially when I came across this on her Facebook last fall.

What is this? Mexican coffee. I have had a few variations of this most wonderful and deliciously warm liquid heaven, but never with the fired sugar on top. What concept! If I can get her to come out here to the Southwest I would be more than delighted to buy a torch, solely for the purpose of her making me this delightful beverage.
In the fall I need real coffee (Java, Thomas and Hammer, Dawson Taylor), pumpkin, cinnamon, nutmeg, and a fireplace with slippers. And a spot of soup here and there.
So what do you say Em? Need a break from the cold yet?