Poetry and prose written by Robbie Pruitt.
I love coffee... and a good reminder where it origins. To late for coffee for me now, but roasting and grinding your own is great.
A very nice petite moment and small ode to the brew's genisis.>KB
i could not live without my coffee....
Robbie, drinking a latte here in the Seattle area as I read this. Your words brought a smile to my face.
Most of persons like to drink coffee. I love the photo of coffee beans it's really nice.