When We Listen

In a world filled with Fast, Fast, Fast. Let that first cup of coffee go down slow. Let it be like a fine wine, in the morning, A flavor to be savored. You think you want coffee for the 'pick me up' but you need coffee for the  'smile all day,' it will give you, if you appreciate it in the right way. Coffee wants to be the reason you say, "I can handle this day." Coffee wants you to think of it  in its own special way. Maybe we should sit down, sip, savor, remember, it will be coffee that helped you slay this day!  

Coffee Camper had a great time tonight at the Aero Teardrop event in Willsonville. She was looking festive, serving Hot beverages, and meeting all sorts of great  adventurers! 

  The right mug can say it all, or nothing at all. It lives to hold your happiness, and be cradled within your fingers. It loves to see your face when tipped into your lips. Once it becomes 'your favorite' there is no going back. It must follow you everywhere, for fear another might, "do for now." It can not have you ~ cup-less for it lives to feel your smile. Several items on the Coffee Camper available for purchase.  Coffee, a hug in a mug! https://thecoffeecamper.etsy.com thecoffeecamper7@gmail.com

I love coffee.  I enjoy sitting down on the couch, in the morning, with a hot, steaming, fresh, cup of coffee. I enjoy the aroma that a fresh brewed pot of coffee fills the living space with.  I like to cuddle with my puppies and watch the world begin to wake. Like, when one is out  camping.  Just take it all in.  Wipe the dew off of your favorite camping chair. Watch the sun rise, hear the birds argue amongst themselves. Maybe catch a glimpse of squirrels stealing last nights discards. A hot cup of coffee in hand, out in the wilderness, and the world moves slower. That's what I like about sitting and appreciating a cup of coffee. For just a little while...everything moves at a pace I can keep up with. Enjoy that first cup. The day will wait. The Coffee Camper is up and ready to roll. Events, Camp Grounds, Business's she can go anywhere. thecoffeecamper7@gmail.com https://thecoffeecamper.etsy.com  

I've been behind these walls so long I've forgotten where I've placed the key. The handle rumbled once or twice but no one curious enough to see has ever opened the door, took a look inside, to find me. Who holds the key that fits this lock to open said door and save me?

There was that time you kissed me. That day you held my hand. When you wrapped your arms around me. Kept me from falling down. Your gaze glued to mine. Your smile so tempting Those lips waiting You pulled me closer ~ Crushed me into your chest. Our hearts beating in rhythm. Your hands slid down my hips. Our fingers entwined then your lips on mine. So much learned from the  beginnings of a kiss.