prep

brew

used the same slightly finer grind setting 1.8.4 from yesterday by accident.

groundssniff

smells of amber and musty tobacco this morning. delicious. —🦄

re-ceive

got a valentine in the mail from a young and dear Friend

The Heart

has many rooms doors that open doors
that don’t still a lock to pick a key to find or borrow
or have carved by the right smith
some doors only open when another shuts
some never open the locks red with rust and glazed
with spider’s web sometimes I think I want no doors only arches
or windows you have to scramble through when no one’s watching
you might think it was but it’s not a storage space neither holding cell
nor jail you have to let the light come and go as it pleases
the heart can’t be bought or owned it’s terribly difficult
but not impossible to lose sweet friend I found a room
inside my heart I think could suit you
a place I hope you will return you can turn the fire on
or leave it cool you can shut the shades or leave them open
write your poems on the wall or only lie on the floor dreaming

-Brionne Janae

ob-serve

mind

pulled off by technical ruminations and investigations.

listening

Arturo Benedetti Michelangeli playing Beethoven, Chopin and Brhams live in Arezzo in 1952. the beethoven at the start has such a firm, warm, generous sound.

Michelangeli’s spooky funeral march is, in contrast, sub-zero

taste

a bit sour. why? yesterday’s was watery, too.
maybe attention needs to be more rapt to pull
the honey from the divet in the tongue.

re-flect

maybe go back down to 1.8.3 tomorrow. swirling around the spectacular things seen in that first cup from Bean 2026-02-22 bean1 or Bean 2026-02-24 bean1, which, were the best of the Finca Los Angeles | El Salvador so far.

[ cup/1 · method/easy-immersion · listening · listening/beethoven · listening/chopin · listening/brahms ]

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