sunshine, coffee, and hope...

 Sunshine...I do love the umbrella sky, when there's nary a cloud to pass in front of the sun to shiver us up as the temps are in the very low sixties.  We were actually too hot on the deck yesterday!  Oh, the things we can find to complain about, right?

Sunny days are nice, so refreshing and hopeful after a long cold snowy winter.  But to be truthful, I won't mind when the cloudy rainy weather comes, as it certainly will, along with at least a few more snowy days.  Cloudy weather, rainy days, are perfectly cozy, and I would not want to live in a climate with too much sunshine, partly because then I wouldn't appreciate the sunny days as much as I do.

Blah blah blah about the weather, right?  Central New Yorkers are known for their weather-plaining.  Too hot, too cold, have you ever seen this much snow?  We're also famous for driving with the car windows down when it hits forty degrees, and wearing shorts as soon as the sun comes out, snow on the ground or not.  

There's still a good bit of ice on that pool cover...

So Joy asked about coffee, the French Press...well, Jonathan makes his that way every morning, takes that thing with him on trips.  It's also from Target, a Bodem, I think.  I think a few grounds are par for the course, but I'll check with him on that.  I use the pour over, just a plastic Melita pour over, with a coffee filter in it.  Our electric kettle has died, so we're back to the stove top kettle until the new electric is delivered.  Anyway, put two scoops of coffee in, pour on some hot water, let it soak in for a bit, then then continue to pour that water over the coffee, letting it drip into the cup...mmmm.  Fresher and cleaner tasting than from a coffee pot.

Now, onto the third item from the title, hope.  (sometimes I write titles, then the blog has nothing to do with the title, I'd be fired if I were ever hired!).  Spring time symbolizes hope, whether you believe in God, or not.  I just want to say that in the midst of hoping for better days, we can stumble right past the moments that are now.  I have always had a fascination with the concept of now, the present.  I remember being little, and sitting on the scratchy brown plaid couch at home, looking down at the arm of that couch, and thinking, THIS is NOW.   I remember sitting on the floor reading the comics, perhaps using Silly Putty to copy Marmaduke or Family Circle, while the radio played, "....bye, bye, Miss American Pie...", and thinking, THIS is NOW.    We can't hold onto it, time slips and meanders and flies, and none of are guaranteed tomorrow, but we all have now.  So...let's make the most of it!