Coffee Breaks


         Sweet. Nearly as sweet as honeyed tea. No. There is no mistaking the wafting odor for anything but fresh coffee, but it smells and tastes sweet this morning. The fragrance initially surrounded me, flowing into the study and library, to keep me company with the books and small letters on the shelves. Five pages, at least ten pages more… my soul surrenders to the anticipation of the first cup of mornn’ joe. There will be subsequent cups during the work of writing this early Spring day. Each tasting a new memory in the making, with its own place in the history of COFFEE. One of the perks of trying to author prose? Perhaps.

        The mornn’ joe finds Josh Groban blasting from the overhead speakers. His voice greets me on the back porch for the small work I need to do there, and throughout the house. Groban played loud may heighten the senses, and that would make the large sensitivity to the coffee gifts more logical. I certainly hope the deer and the neighbors enjoy the concert... the sun is Peaking…because when I go to the garage for tools Groban is rocking! The coffee aroma remains in-doors, and the gratuitous sips are my benefit for the hard work taking place. Well, the coffee is the result of good work, and the result of the writing will be seen. Later.

          Does the music make the coffee sweeter today? Does each upward notch, another space louder, on the speaker volume make the saccharine quality of today’s brew increase? Is this science? Water plus coffee and significant music becoming sugar? Surely wine will follow. The transmogrifying of water into wine, central to the theme of a large religion, could happen. If Josh Groban is the catalyst then I have discovered something.

          Fortunately there is a chain of CDs on the player. I would not have to move for five to six hours to get my total music fix. Rodrigo y` Gabriela supplanted by Raitt and then Krause, and Fleck. Whether the choice was made with stringed instruments and in particular the guitar in mind, I do not think so. Despite the orchestration Groban whispers and roars over a simple guitar line in many songs. I heard that guitar line today, for the first time, on my sugar high.