While Hawaii is sort of in bloom all year long, i'm always happy when the plumeria trees are blossoming. They seem to just go on in cycles and their blooms are never absent for many months. Yet every time i notice them flowering afresh, i'm delighted.
This morning as i prepared to go and teach a session to the students in the current first phase discipleship course on base, i brewed myself some coffee. I prefer coffee iced, so i brew and chill it at home to keep myself from too often visiting the cafes i dearly enjoy. Today i didn't have any in the fridge so i went with the hot version. It was nice strong coffee. I checked the date on my milk- still several days to go. No worries. I poured it in and ....nasty little curdlings. It looked like confetti coffee. Gross. So i ruined my freshly brewed coffee. The cafe won after all. But i was in too big of a hurry to go teach, so it was nearly 10am by the time i got to break to head to the coffee shop.
Walking home with my very smooth iced americano with (fresh) milk in it, i passed under a series of plumeria trees...the same ones i have passed under almost daily for twelve years. I could smell their fragrance in the sunny morning air. Several blossoms lay on the sidewalk. I picked one up and carried it home with me. Its spring.
I was delighted with my plumeria, as usual.
Spring flowers (even when they come more often than just the spring) are such a bright spot in the landscape. So is a decent cup of coffee without chunky milk. Simple things can be so sweet.
