GHOST thick Greek coffee

thick Greek coffee

There for a family Potlatch

In the base white musks hover

then melts into the dark sweetness of ripe red fruits of cherry and apple

Herbs and Spices

GHOST thick Greek coffeeIn the stillness of the cool early morning, as dawn broke the horizon, I drove steadily on the peaceful Old Vancouver Island Highway. It was a mystical moment in time and in the eerie quiet, the world felt suspended between night and day as if the earth itself was holding its breath. The surrounding forest of shadowed trees, looked and felt ethereal as thick mist clung to the tree tops and wove between the tree trunks. While I have always claimed I