Winter weekends, (in Minnesota!) I banish him to the basement and close the door to minimize the smells that get to him. His computer/office is there, so it's not like he's locked in a dungeon or anything. But whenever it's above about 60ºF (16ºC), I brew outside.
Today was the first weekend morning that was warm enough, so we did some spring cleaning. I had Chris (the husband/best friend/coffee-hater) hang my daughter's Christmas gift to me - a darling coffee-themed wind chime above my little café table:
Kivi swept away the leaves, and I wiped seven months of dust off the table and chairs. And... here it is, our first coffee-party of the year:
|Yes, Juniper considers herself part of the coffee party.|
Here's the view from the table. Pleasant and breezy, and semi-private despite it being our front porch.