The Wings of Time

The wings of Time are black and white,
Pied with morning and with night.
Mountain tall and ocean deep
Trembling balance duly keep.
In changing moon, in tidal wave,
Glows the feud of Want and Have.
Gauge of more and less through space
Electric star and pencil plays.
The lonely Earth amid the balls
That hurry through [...]
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Roasting your own coffee is so easy. It's one of those things like changing your own oil, or making yogurt, I guess. Not sure why everyone doesn't do it. I wrote all about roasting Ethiopian beans in the Elephant Journal in August. Now, after doing is a few times, it was possible today for me to wake up, put some beans in a pot, open up all the doors, turn on the overhead stove exhaust fan and put a towel over the smoke alarm. A few minutes later, I was grinding, brewing and drinking yet another cuppa the best coffee ever.

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