January 7, 2019

Coffee Grinder History
So when did coffee grinders come about? Back in this time in Ethiopia (around 800 A.D.), when coffee was starting to find a number of uses, the stone mortar and pestle were the go-to coffee grinders of choice.
Mortar & Pestle – The Original Coffee Grinder
It wasn’t long after coffee was discovered as something we could consume in various forms that humans started to experiment with it – and part of that experimentation meant grinding up the coffee cherry seeds, not to mention cooking or roasting them. Can you imagine being there when the first person discovered what happens when you actually roast coffee beans over a low flame? Wow!
As these mortar & pestle combos were the primitive versions of coffee grinders back in our history, they were used more out of pragmatism and they had not yet entered their highly decorative phase as you will see.
Certain stones or pieces of wood were selected to fulfill their purposes – obviously people must have had their favorites, so you might say this was the beginning of “style” when it came to coffee grinders.
Perhaps these objects, used to pulverize coffee for a variety of purposes, were looked upon with great reverence at the time. Or, perhaps they were no more valuable than a common fork or spoon is today. One would assume that if coffee had the air of magic about it, that the mortar and pestle must have had some special aura about them as well.
Even up until present day, things like coffee are still crushed by this mortar and pestle method in certain places.

This was about 2 years before Rick went on dialysis. A spur-of-the-moment, want-a-coke, day. We left Sulphur Springs and started driving south. Ended up in Luckenbach, TX. Didn't get a coke there, but Rick did get a Coors Light bottle with an armadillo sketched into it by an elderly gentleman while they talked. What a sweet memory!
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Isn't this Quilt AMAZING?!
This won first place at the Houston International Quilt Festival....
such talent!
Made by --> Karlee Porter​

I'm trying.
But the heart gets weary.
I miss my defender.
💔​

He had just gotten back from a week's vacation to Oregon. This was the week that changed our life. It was a few days after this vacation that he proposed to me at the City Park in Sulphur Springs, telling me that after being away from me a week, then being with me a week, he never wanted to be away again- - and he wasn't.
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True story. My children can say the same thing, too ;) Guarantee it didn't hurt any of us! Taught us honor, respect, gratitude. It's a shame so many of the generations younger than me (57), do not know the truth of these words.

I ❤ lightning bugs. Mesmerizing to me.​

The promise of day, of hope.
No matter how dark the night,
No matter how deep the heart weariness …
There is morning.
Glorious sunrise.​