Posted in personal, Pirate
March 12, 2014

Chai and dewdrops.

One of the baristas at our nearby Starbucks knows my name. A couple trips ago, she greeted me cheerfully by it, and I was thrown. She’d probably only taken my order a few times, made my drinks twice. But she knows my name.

Today, I was distracted while I was in line. I was looking at one of the giant cold cups in their clearance section, thinking about the trip I’m taking and whether or not I still need to buy anything for it.




I looked up, and there she was, laughing. “Lost in thought?”

“Something like that.” And I’m pretty sure I was blushing. Somehow it’s infinitely more embarrassing when someone’s calling your name.

Not that you need another picture of a cup with my name on it… but here’s something else from this morning. When I pulled up at the house, I saw the lawn- covered in dew with the sun shining on it, and I just had to get a picture.

Dew covered lawn

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