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thunder (and hurricane popcorn)
the sky, thickly veiled in white smoke, gradually darkened. i paced the house, obsessively looking out the window as the wind picked up,...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Aug 8, 20212 min read
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shorter days (and smoky chipotle sweet potato soup)
nights come early now, darkness settling in even before we sit down to dinner. the snow melts; the last aspen leaves rattle and flutter...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Nov 12, 20202 min read
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times like these (and chai-spiced almond butter)
i’ve heard it said that winter is never far away in the north country. you can feel its presence just beyond the mountain; hovering,...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Oct 24, 20202 min read
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shades of silver (and sweet potato chocolate chip muffins)
and just like that, two more seasons have come and gone. the sweet summer, sunlit and green; the fall, golden and resplendent. the...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Oct 17, 20202 min read
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rhubarb in the rain
the morning dawns under cover, accompanied by a steady drumbeat of rain. a low ceiling, not quite grey and not quite white. throughout...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Jun 21, 20202 min read
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spring things, little things (and cacao cinnamon cashew bites)
the neighbor mows his lawn and the air smells sweet; later, spicy as rain releases the balm of creekside cottonwoods. thunder rumbles...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
May 6, 20201 min read
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weather report (and cheater chana masala)
Winter rain, now tell me why, Summers fade, and roses die. The answer came; the wind and rain. Golden hills, now veiled in grey, Summer...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Mar 27, 20203 min read
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grinding to a halt
waking up this sunday morning; a sunday morning, in some ways, like every one that has come before. outside a silver disc of sun presses...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Mar 15, 20203 min read
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holding pattern (and raspberry vanilla granola)
the last days of february bring with them an ennui, a longing. a yen for color and life and warmth. elsewhere in the country, signs of...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Feb 26, 20202 min read
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still (and oat & almond pancakes)
driving over ice-glazed roads under a sky quilted white, seams stitched with blue. contemplating the state of the world, which, perhaps,...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Feb 19, 20202 min read
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february (and buckwheat buttermilk cinnamon rolls)
and january is gone, just like that, sliding into the shortest month of the year. february, to me, will always be the...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Feb 3, 20203 min read
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january days (and teff & oat biscuits)
There were days And there were days And there were days I know When all we ever wanted Was to learn and love and grow — The Grateful...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Jan 19, 20202 min read
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circle of hands
Bow your head down When you break bread together; Close your eyes, Make a circle of hands. — Jeffrey Foucault, Dishes Early morning sun...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Nov 17, 20185 min read
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in the company of wolves
“Only the mountain has lived long enough to listen objectively to the howl of a wolf.” — Aldo Leopold, Thinking Like a Mountain Soda...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Nov 9, 20183 min read
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woodsmoke
Swing the axe In the hour before daylight Note the sparks That attend to the blade — Jeffrey Foucault, Dishes If I look over the top...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Oct 9, 20184 min read
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beyond the country
If you keep driving: beyond the outskirts, past the horses and hay bales, to the far side of split rail fences and civilization. If you...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Sep 25, 20182 min read
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town and country
Before I begin today’s post, I would like to extend a heartfelt thank you to those following my blog. Welcome to the world of coffee and...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Sep 18, 20183 min read
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reflections on winter
In late October, I returned to Montana after a rather lengthy absence. I returned in time to see the last of the fall colors, ochers and...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Nov 20, 20173 min read
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Breath & Bone
There are moments that remind us, that throw into sharpest relief, just how precious and fleeting life really is. Moments that make us...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Aug 4, 20152 min read
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I Believe
There are things we believe. Things that ground us. Things that hold us close–more than we can ever hold them. Things divine, that...
coffeeandwoodsmoke
Jul 16, 20152 min read
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