In the rustling of the leaves I hear you. Through the bustling of the trees, I see you. The wind whips my checks and sends chills through my bones, but the thought of you warms me. The ground pulls at my feet, making each step I take painful; awkward. I continue forward hoping to touch you one more time. Hoping this will be the last time I search for you. I dare to believe you will be there for me. Can my heart handle another mis-step? When I reach for you will you come to me? I fall to my knees, a tear sheds. Here I wait, and hope to see, that which has escaped me. ~Love~
The Coffee Camper is a 5x10 Teardrop camper that was turned into an espresso/coffee traveling cart. She is dressed and ready to go to camp grounds, events, and business's to serve hot, yummy, delicious beverages. There is also poetry sprinkled through out the blog.