Grow old along with me

Thursday, July 26 th Frequently when I have my coffee in the morning I think of women all around the world having their coffee -especially if I am drinking it outside, as I was this morning. I thought about Mary, the cook at Cabestor (Haiti) who makes the best coffee in the world, out there in the middle of nowhere, where women and children suffer from hunger and lack of all of the things I mostly take for granted. Mary starts a fire about 4 am with some charcoal (made from trees and sold at the market) and then brings water to a boil. I am not sure how she makes the coffee so good; there are no filters or coffee pots to brew it. I know she has this little packet of spices that she buys at the market especially for coffee. In an effort to learn how to make coffee taste the way she makes it, I looked at the packet. It had some star anise and cloves in it and maybe a bit of a cinnamon twig. The translator was no help as he did not know the English term for the

Lodge in Yellowstone Campground Yellowstone's Natural Bridge Driving out of Yellowstone on Golden Gate Bridge July 15, 2018 It was a week of a few cuts and bruises, but we are doing well in South Dakota.   I fell on a rock while hunting for Steve’s drone and cut my knee and Steve cut his arm on our RV slide from walking too close to the slides. It rained for two hours this morning so that means everyone in the campground, whether with a big rig or small, is dealing with the aftermath. Our neighbor’s outdoor rug had a pile of mud roll onto it and he is spraying it off. Steve is using a long handled squeegee to wipe off the top of our slides before we pull them in to drive off. Our zero gravity chairs, where we nearly fell asleep last night while looking at the stars, are wet but need put away before we drive away- probably on a tarp in the car’s backseat. We have had very little rain to deal with on this trip so we are not