Coffee Cits a lakeside community located on a peninsula jutting into Lake Palestine in East Texas.
With three sides of the city bordered by water, this is a popular location for fishing, boating and other water sports.
As soon as I saw the picture with the sign I couldn’t believe my eyes, so imagine what a surprise when I understood it is real!
Looking for information, I fell in love with this kind of metaphor: the history of this location can fit in a pecan shell.
Coffee City in fact only materialised in the 1960s after the construction of Lake Palestine.
Yes: construction, because Lake Palestine is an artificial lake created by the Blackburn Dam.
This reservoir spans portions of four counties in the state of Texas: Anderson, Smith, Henderson and Cherokee.
I smile because for us Anderson and Henderson tend to sound the same, and Smith … well it’s kind of like the equivalent of our idea of top common name …
Back to Coffee City, which is apparently home to a residential community with no history but a recent unfortunate news: it seems that there were 250 inhabitants and 50 policemen in … what can we say?
Perhaps it is better to focus on the Coffee City Fire Department: firefighters in the US are an institution par excellence.
For more than 30 years I worked in a company where there was no coffee dispenser.
I know: it sounds unbelievable, yet it is true.
My colleagues, however, organized themselves with a mocha and made coffee mid-morning and in the afternoon.
As soon as the coffee was ready they used to call me.
Nice.
My contribute was for to the expenses and for the chat 🙂
So I never really witnessed situations of the kind represented by the famous sitcom Camera Café for instance.
How about you instead?
I guess anyone can tell several anecdotes, do you have any?
I think it is also possible to group characters into categories, such as the profiteers … that is, those who never have any coin, or do we want to call them by a slightly more slang appellation?
Perhaps a form of suspended coffee should be created for distributors as well.
Speaking of inventing … do you know who is the author of the first device to distribute automatically?
I would like to point out the event that will be held from today until September 6: Genoa Jeans, a multifaceted and ambitious project that inaugurates the street of jeans.
Such an initiative could only take place in Genoa, the city that gave the name and origin to the most widespread and universal garment of all.
Genes blue.
Since we don’t pay attention to De Nimes, right? And not to bring out the usual rivalry with cousins from beyond the Alps …
Curious to know what this “street of jeans” which is defined as the future Genoese Carnaby Street consists of, I found myself thinking about how jeans have changed from the first pair worn as a child to today.
So I tried to retrace the transformation of the models: 50s, Marylin, a myth
60s: B. B. embodies freedom
the symbolic image of the 70s is unquestionably represented by the flared jeans
that in the 80s tighten at the bottom and here there is not the slightest doubt: King Giorgio‘s high-waisted jeans. But I, who couldn’t afford them, loved the curled balloon version or alternatively with the basque.
ups and then downs? In the 90s the must was wide and long up to trample them …
in the 2000s life was lowered … until it almost disappeared
2010s we go back but the centimeters recovered disappear in width: skinny version
And now? Would you go on with quoting? How many pairs do you own? How often do you wear jeans? Do you find that they can be suitable for all occasions?
Does your job include the possibility of wearing a pair of jeans or do you have a dress code? I think, for example, of when they were banned by Bush for White House collaborators.
Can you find them totally personal? I ask this because I find it singular even just the fact that there is a debate reported by the New York Times according to which base FBI investigation on the uniqueness of the denim fabric worn by suspected criminals, since each pair has a unique wear pattern impossible to replicate in a completely identical way.
By the way, this is where the 501 was presented to us in a stone washed version.
But too much water has passed under the bridge so today the trend is directed towards those who instead promote eco-friendely behaviors such as Howies, Monkee Genes or even Mud Jeans which rents them for a monthly leasing fee that can last 12 months after which jeans are yours.
Even water is a a very important element that in my case takes the form of the link with the sea.
But how do they combine?
Masaru Emoto undertook extensive research of water around the planet, not so much as a scientific researcher, but more from the perspective of an original thinker. At length, he realized that it was in the frozen crystal form, that water showed us its true nature.
How? By freezing water samples previously exposed to music of various kinds and subsequently observing the crystals.
It even sounds like a fairy tale right? It strikes with all the delicacy of the Japanese universe and their attitude, which I sincerely envy.
Listening to this interview I have been impressed by some passages, for example when he declares: “I feel I have a lot in common with Don Quixote.”
Or when he speaks of Japanese spiritual tradition and HADO: literally the crest of the wave, which represents precisely the energetic vibration that is transformed into the memory of water.
Wonderful.
However, I must also say that personally, considering Japan and water, my thoughts cannot help but run on the dramatic situation in Fukushima and the imminent running out of time left for the tanks.
Also for this reason, Dr. Emoto’s intent to dedicate himself to children, who do not have the negative imprinting of adults, is even more precious through his Peace Project.
How to blame him?
And it seems we can not be wrong even with regard to his studies on which a double-blind test was carried out to reconfirm.
What do you think about it?
On the emotional wave of this way of music materializing into crystals, I then found myself reflecting on another wonderful moment in which music impresses the memory: pregnancy.
In this regard, I would be SO happy if someone wanted to tell me their experience.
I have always made our son listen to music: before he was born and also after. On the type of music, perhaps I was not very orthodox …
In this regard, I found Dr. Alexandra Lamont‘s thesis: senior lecturer in music psychology at Keele University, according to which children can remember things from the uterus much longer than we thought.
The University of Leicester research study reported by NewScientist explains that:
Psychologist Alexandra Lamont found that year-old babies still recognised and had a preference for musical pieces that were played to them before being born. Previous studies have only shown babies being familiar with pre-birth experiences when they were a few days old. Lamont had thought the children might develop a taste for the style of music played by their mothers, but this was not true. Instead, she was surprised to find that the babies could discriminate and remember individual songs.
itsIn recent days I have crossed various thoughts, starting from Gabriella‘s post on the Water of San Giovanni but also on the rite of fire to become comari, not in the sense that I had so far given to this word.
Therefore, water and fire. Water and fire that according to Cicero “are not of more universal use than friendship.” Water and fire, two of the four elements of life.
The water and the fire that the druids define Litha that is thelight of the shore because the fire, or rather the sun, which has reached the zenith and has reached its maximum point, plunges into the waters, on the beach, at the meeting point between land and sea.
Of the summer solstice, which Alidada explained masterfully in her Uno spicchio di cielo, I fell in love many years ago reading Sarum by Edward Rutherfurd who, starting from the ice age, sees the birth of Stonehenge which in my imagination goes far beyond the status of “ringing rocks” for example, and is covered in mystery with that aftertaste of legend that I love.
But returning to Litha, I would like to resume a little the concept of Samhain: moment in which the veil between the two worlds is thinner, but moving the contrast between “above and below” just like a celebration of the opposite, which of course I love. It is no coincidence that Litha is also defined as a day out of time.
In this reversal, it is as if the elements of fire and water overturn their roles in a magical union. A suggestive image representing this magic is realized in the floating candles.
Fire, water. Bonfire and dew. Waves and fires.
This is how Shakespeare in his A Midsummer Night’s Dream describes the reply of a fairy: Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire. I do wander everywhere Swifter than the moon’s sphere. And I serve the fairy queen To dew her orbs upon the green.
Fire, water. Sun and moon.
And then I remembered the advice QueenFaee Studio gave me in the comments here where sun and moon draw inspiration from the Visconti Sforza tarot cards, just to point out the curious coincidences, and my connection with the land …
This short film by Garrone for Dior enchants like the magical floating of the stars under the marvelous vault of the Tuscan castle of Sammezzano which, exactly as if inverted upside down, leads them to float in the water of the fountain.
Maria Grazia Chiuri wanted to give a reinterpretation of the tarot cards by transporting them into a fairy-tale but also an artistic dimension, in which the precious embroideries and the refined textures of the fabrics give life to works of art: living paintings, which not only allow themselves to be observed, but drag on a journey in search of answers.
The first dress, among other things, struck me: leaves on lace, a sort of mixture of fashion and nature that not by chance I immediately found magical, and that made me think in particular of the tree in the photo under the title, with its dress of ivy, because Nature dresses wonderfully.
At this point you will tell me “but what does all this have to do with it”
In reality, by crossing traditions, legends and fairytale atmospheres, I would like to interpret this summer as a series of cards that can offer a reading key that allows the re-appropriation of the magic of feeling aligned with the sun, ready to welcome the light.
And you? What do you see or predict in your cards? Water, fire, or what else?
PS: in the comments the Keep Calm version of Le Fou … or an upside-down creature who wants to be a comare, who is not silent like a cicada, who accumulates like an ant and who knows how to be heavy as a stone, but also loooong more “suspended” than Stonehenge
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