Then there is this ornament
This is a piece of one of the old-fashioned coffee pots that are sitting around here, in the fruit cellar, tucked away on shelves in the furnace rooms. They remind me of when I was little. I don't drink coffee myself because when I was young I had active motion sickness and my parents always took an empty coffee can with us in the car. The last thing I smelled before accepting it was time to grab the can was coffee.Ah, how did I get talking about this when I was thinking how nice it was to hang this thing from Grandma's kitchen on the tree every year - the scent of pine (candle in this room), The Irish Tenors, snacks, and cold drinks?
posted by Jody @ 5:51 PM
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