Yo recuerdo que de niña no me gustaba el café con leche. No era capaz de profanar su aroma. Ese olor de mi casa cada mañana antes de ir al colegio. Ese que tiene sabor a mamá.
I remember that as a child I did not like coffee with milk. I was not able to defile its aroma. That smell in my house every morning before going to school. The one that tastes like mom.
Recuerdo que si llegaba visita a la casa y no había café, tenía que salir corriendo a comprar. O sea, que vergüenza para la abuela no tener café para ofrecerle a sus invitados.
I remember that if a visitor came to the house and there was no coffee, she had to run out and buy some. I mean, what a shame for grandma not to have coffee to offer to her guests.
Tengo amigos que no aman el café tanto como yo. Ellos nos entienden por qué la gente ama tanto el café. Uno no explica esas cosas, se que puedo utilizar una taza de café como imagen para explicar el amor y muchos lo entenderían. Porque el café es mi mamá incluso si ya no está conmigo. Es mi familia y mis amigos una tarde cualquiera. Soy yo, y los invitados en mi cabeza. Sé que me entiendes, cuando te digo que esa taza no está llena solo de café.
I have friends who don't love coffee as much as I do. They understand why people love coffee so much. You don't explain those things, I know I can use a cup of coffee as an image to explain love and many would understand. Because coffee is my mom even if she is no longer with me. It is my family and friends on any given afternoon. It's me, and the guests in my head. I know you understand me, when I tell you that cup isn't just filled with coffee.
Y sí, a veces solo necesitamos compartir una taza de café, conversar un rato y salir a caminar.
And yes, sometimes we just need to share a cup of coffee, talk for a while and go for a walk.
Estas fotos fueron tomadas por mí, en una tarde de café, caminata y poesía.
Gracias por leer.
These photos were taken by me, on an afternoon of coffee, walking and poetry. Thanks for reading.