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A magical combination - the smell of bitter black coffee and the sweet aroma of blooming lilacs in the morning coolness, as if a good perfume leaves a trail of special mood for the whole day.

The May morning burst through the window with a light pouring rain interspersed with freckled sun and the aroma of coffee. Morning beads of laughter scattered around the room. It's already the end of May again, so I want to stop the spring, admire these languid sunsets, breathe deeply in the smell of lilacs and jasmine. Its magic is in everything... in the threads of sunlight, in smoky water, in the intoxicating smell of herbs. And such languor, as if falling in love with the month of May every year, again and again.

And you love something completely different...

Coffee is a way to "love" yourself a little, get away from the hustle and bustle, focus on that point inside yourself that now needs this attention ... coffee is a small but valuable gift to your soul ...

In the morning I spend my girlfriend - sadness and quietly smile, meeting a new day ...

Early morning. Stealthily, the soft, slightly bitter aroma of freshly brewed coffee penetrates into the room... And you slowly start your day with a cup of quiet bliss to feel the moment of enjoying life in every coffee sip...

All the best, coffee and flower spring!

She drank coffee with pleasure, it burns fat, ate fatty fish, this fat is useful, it kills some other fat, harmful, she ate bitter dark chocolate with pleasure, it also has something very useful, I don’t remember. In a word, she managed to keep a diet and at the same time even enjoy it.

But finally, spring came to Far Far Away. Well, that is, how she came ... It's like with Vasilisa. Here Ivan calls her, let's say: "Vasilisa!" She says: "I'm coming!" But that doesn't mean she's on her way. This means that she will now take a shower, drink coffee, put on makeup, talk on the phone, if it is invented by that time. But I think they will. Because you know how much she wears makeup? That is to say, she said she was coming, but has not yet arrived. So it is with spring.

Ristretto is like humor: if it needs to be explained, it will not be good.

A cup of coffee is a great occasion to have a good morning, a good day, and a beautiful evening...

A cup of morning coffee is a taste of a new day, with every sip, every thought, a ray of sunshine, a drop of rain. It's like a veil that you paint with your fantasies and love, setting the tone and subtle details.

Quiet in my house. Only tenderness itself is quieter ... Early morning sounds like a favorite melody and smells of scalding black coffee. Fragrant smells and tastes, shimmering in the dawn sunlight, cloud the quiet space. Bright morning floats everywhere, splashing light under bare feet. Hot coffee, bursting with thick steam, burns sleepy fingers, penetrating heat through the dense ceramic layer of the cup. You close your eyes and feel a smile appear on your lips, and in your soul - a fluttering warmth and lavender tenderness.

Treat yourself today to a state of lightness and magic with a cup of aromatic coffee...