little coffee talks...

If we met today for coffee, here in this old Hawaii beach town, I'd say...

You have to try the latte, really.

  

The sweet owner of the shop is a little head scarf wearing Japanese woman who seems to so vehemently believe every latte order an invitation to make art.  She's such a contrast to her towering Texan of a husband whose heavy hand thrusts pounds of meat on the rusty smoker out back for the pulled pork sandwiches.  Oh go for the pulled pork too, although, maybe not in the same sitting?

I'd ask if you'd seen any whales yet, this season.  It is whale season now, you know?  Although the waters have been mostly rough these past months and so, despite their giant presence, even the whales seem lost in all of the white caps churning off shore.  

And then we'd both likely look out across the two lane country highway and out at the sea and wonder about that churning out there, and about those whales, just beneath the surface, who have come to birth their young in these warmer winter waters.  

There's a lesson there, perhaps, a deeper meaning, but we'd probably move on too quickly to find it just yet, you know?  

And we'd talk on.

About Maui and the move our little family will make in just a few short weeks.  And I'll admit it hasn't really sunk in.  It's a twenty minute flight from here, and I know I should be packing, but I can't help but feel as though we're just going down the street and can run home to pick up those forgotten things.  I'll tell you I can feel Charlie watching me, these days, as one baffled by a strangely odd creature, from behind his list of "to do's".  We are so very different in that way. 

How are you?  This winter is such a silly little beast of a season isn't it?

And we'd pull our sweaters more tightly around ourselves dismissing our legs as they stretch out, exposed, from our board shorts and the little ties of our bathing suits poking out at the back of our shirt collars.  And we'd go on and on about how cold it was last night.  Like, pull a blanket up to our chins cold.  Like, actually snuggle up next to the other body in the bed cold.  Like, we KNOW cold, cold.  

But it's Hawaii and also, it's seventy one degrees and we'll giggle at this winter, like you can, while having coffee with a dear friend, by the beach, in Hawaii.

Be well.

live sweet, 

n 

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