I remember a few years ago, before I had realized the true beauty and advantage of handmade mugs, I was talking to a close friend who lived in a cute little yurt out in the woods. It was a mid-September day, and she was gushing about how while drinking her morning coffee outside, wrapped in a blanket, she had finally smelled fall for the first time that year. The look of pure excitement and joy in her eyes has always stayed with me.
I made sure to follow her lead that next morning.
That morning cup of coffee, if you allow it to be, certainly can be a very special and intimate ritual.
At our home, guests get to choose their own mugs. I love to see which mugs speak to my friends and loved ones.
Do you have a special mug that you have a strong connection with? Do you have a particular morning ritual associated with your coffee break? I'd love to hear about it below in the comments.
Abby & the Big Lake Family