Today I love foggy morning drives and the way the world seems small and close in to me. I love the silver glow of fog lit by sunlight from above, like the clouds are settled on the earth and we are flying through them in a plane that happens to fly on the ground, and every now and then we come to the top of a hill and break free and savour the sunlight until the road takes us diving down into the foggy clouds again. I love going out of town on Wednesdays and finding new scenes and seeing new sights like the raptor that we could not identify, perched in the tree we passed by on the highway. I love that there is coffee to go when I’m on the road and coffee at my destination. I love all the things that I think of when I am not thinking of anything in particular. I love small towns and their small town character, big enough to be bold and flavourful, small enough to be homogeneous and consistent. I love that my little city is like three or four small towns conjoined.
Today I love that yesterday I paid for new sound gear for my band and tomorrow I get to pick it up. I love that yesterday was the anniversary of the first time Hot Black Coffee played a set, even though we weren’t known as Hot Black Coffee at that time. I love that music seems to continue to grow as part of my life. I love that my mother would have told me how good it was to see me doing these gigs and enjoying putting my music out there with my friends help. I love thinking of the possibility that she can see what I’m doing and is happy about it. I love that music was a gift she gave me that I can never pay back and can never stop trying to pay back. I love that she played piano and that there is still now, and I hope always will be, piano music in my life.
Today I love toilets that flush properly even if I have to gut them and replace everything in them to make that happen. I love cha siu pork stir fry. I love the mild weather even though it makes it hard on the snow-mobilers and the cross country skiers. I love that I am wanting to wear my running shoes out because the streets are bare and the sidewalks are mostly dry, but i have resisted so far. I love that it is less than four weeks until lovely Spring begins her transformation of our world from the rigours of winter to the pleasantries of summer.
Today I love coffee in a small town café, my office for today.