As a child my all time favourite book was A.A. Milne’s Winnie-the Pooh. I still have my copy and trust me, it is old. Already I imagine some of you, my dear readers, are wondering where this is going. I do not blame you. I myself wonder.
This morning, as I poured the boiling water into the French Press, and the wonderful aroma began to waft up from the carafe, I began recalling lines from my beloved childhood book.
Apparently even before coffee I do indeed have at least one functioning brain cell. That one functioning brain cell brought to mind Winnie-the-Pooh (who was also a bear of very little brains) and the following lines between Rabbit and Pooh.
“I don’t see much sense in that,” said Rabbit. “No,” said Pooh humbly, “there isn’t. But there was going to be when I began it. It’s just that something happened to it along the way.”
~Winnie-the-Pooh by A.A.Milne
That is exactly what happened to me when I began this post! Something happened to it along the way.