I make no secret I’m a coffee snob. When I make coffee at home, it’s always filtered water and fresh-ground beans. Try handing me a can of Folgers and the reaction you’ll get will resemble a vampire reacting to the cross. Over the past several years, I’ve been ordering my coffee beans exclusively from Baby’s Coffee in Key West. Current favorites are Fausto’s Palace Roast, Testaroasta, and Sexpresso. A few weeks ago, I placed an order for 6 pounds of coffee. USPS left the delivery on our side porch — the side porch near our walnut tree, where all the squirrels hang out. This would be the same squirrels who, earlier this year, chewed through a plastic birdfood container AND stole a bag of two donuts I sat on the porch while I was around the corner talking with a neighbor. And apparently, the squirrels like Baby’s Coffee, as noted by this photographic evidence. I must say, however, that Marlin and I have gotten several hearty laughs imagining our super-caffeinated squirrels.
And yeah, the stories about the squirrels earlier this year would make good blog fodder, had I been writing here with any sort of regularity. It hasn’t been lack of topics, and it hasn’t been a post-election depression/withdrawal. Both Marlin and I have been (to invoke proper New England terminology) wicked busy. The thing is, I’ve gone through extremely busy periods in the past where I still wrote here regularly. I should just make a resolution to not neglect the blog starting in 2005.
I added about 4 dozen new photos to the gallery last night. Most of them are from our trip to LA over Thanksgiving, including sequoias in the giant forest, the new LA cathedral, the new Gehry-designed Disney Concert Hall, and a couple beautiful shots near dusk high up in the Sierra Nevadas.