full cup

Two arrivals over the weekend ensured that my mornings now begin with excitement and a bit more of my favorite word (hope). I am a coffee lover. I like it strong and dark. I have had times in my life when I've gone without, but for the most part- it's a daily pleasure. I learned how to make a cappuccino before I even knew how to brew coffee. I worked at a cafe during college and made espresso on a big vintage machine something like this one. I was a barista long before that term became popular in the US. It's been a while, but this weekend I felt like I donned my old espresso making cap.

 My mother had just gotten a Bialetti at a garage sale (of course!), and couldn't stop going on about it. I decided to order one for myself in time for the weekend. And because magic and a bit of serendipity go hand in hand, I received a mysterious surprise on my doorstep- simultaneously! A box from Melissa arrived, as well. Melissa is one of my favorite potters, a dear friend and one of my first flickr buddies from way back. In that box was this note, wrapped around none other than what has become my new espresso cup! And yes, "a tangible reminder." Sigh.

Did she know?! Of course not, but that's how my days spin around here. It couldn't have been planned any better, and the fact that it wasn't at all makes me even more certain that life will never stop having potential for wonder! And that Bialetti? So, so good!!

As you can see, the quote is from my favorite Emily Dickinson poem that is the foundation of my other blog Honoring Hope. Melissa- you couldn't be more sensitive and generous... and this beautiful vessel  couldn't be more loved! Thank you. If you are in need of your own hope cup, you're in luck- I spy more in her shop right here. 

And today's new HH post, "river flowing", was appropriately written while sipping from it. You can read it here.