There's something comforting and warm about a mug of coffee in the morning. If I were an artist, I’d draw a silhouette of a woman holding a cup while looking out the window at the rising light, and it would be a self-portrait. There's even a connection to history in a cup of coffee. I think of the Pioneers who settled Tahoe more than a hundred years ago; undoubtedly there was an iron pot of coffee on the wood burning stove, and first thing a visitor would get when they walked in from the cold was a hot mug in their hands to warm them.
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