Rain Ends And Coffee Begins

May isn’t exactly the rainy month over here. From what I recall, it’s when the sun shines the most and we’re all happily vacationing. But for the last couple of days, my phone has been buzzing with weather telling me it’s stormy, expect rain, cloudy skies and so on.

Feeling like a moment ago, I was happily greeting the turning season where it’s all sunny and happy, as if something blooms and things have a chance to grow once again.

In my tiny garden, the remaining of our desert rose happily blooms. We tend to mistake that as frangipani but they are actually succulent and best for people who are on and off in gardening like myself.

You know, one of these days I have to learn how to properly sculpt them as I am seeing beautiful shapes all around.

It’s not necessarily fun when it rains and in fact, before even going outside with my camera, I was reading a post by @namiks who writes after rain and that reminds me how fun rain photography shoots can be.

Actually, something was off with my setting today and I didn’t get the desired result that I wanted but since I was tagging along with my mom, it became such a fun ordeal.

It’s not rain without puddles and I took some pictures of it. Somehow there’s this spot where a light dimly illuminates the street. It creates such a vibe that you just want to sit, have some coffee and enjoy the sound of rain.

Living in a high density area can feel suffocating at times but I have to find happiness here. Just as my cousin wished me the other day that he hopes I’ll be happy wherever I’ll be.

It’s probably why I love nature themed posts around here and outside the chain. There's this jealousy of mine that I wished to live somewhere a lot closer in nature, somewhere quieter and noise free.

Though I am not sure if I can do that forever especially when the novelty has gone. But I have to do it, one of these days when the weather and time allows.

I need to stop thinking and start building. There are some places I wish to go, to stop by and live there for a moment. I can only hope it will be a welcoming place and if it’s not, I still have a house to return to. And if I like it enough, I’ll even think of moving there, another decade won’t feel like eternity I suppose as time flies.

Then, it’s time for coffee

After having some fun with my mom involved in this rainy ordeal, I decided it was time for coffee. As much as I probably shouldn’t, the weather was inviting me with a cup of warm coffee, luke chiang on the playlist and dim lights while I am compiling this monologue. So, that’s why, off I went to my mini coffee station.

I recently got another batch of coffee. This time, it’s Gayo, one of the best Indonesian coffee and something classic for any coffee lover in the country.

This coffee is a lot more expensive than the other arabica in my regular roastery. For 100g of this coffee, it was around $3 in which typically, others would cost just around 2.5. The price is justified as it is one of the best variants in the market.

And I have to say, this coffee is addictive. I can’t quite pinpoint why but it makes you want to brew more especially if you enjoy it with v60 like I always do.

After your first brew, Somehow you end up wanting more as the aftertaste of the coffee lingers and makes you crave for it. So, be careful with this one as you can end up drinking a gallon of this delicious coffee.

Even for me, while taking pictures of this cup, that was already my 3rd brew and today I had 4 strong coffee. Earlier, I even had an americano made with colombian beans. It was such a treat and quite a motivation to eventually finish my 3 days water fast.