Aiming to lead with natural ingredients, no hidden additives and ethically sourced actions. Fueled by coffee.
I believe people matter, everyone leads someone, and all roads lead to coffee.
We’re leading self or others. Leading in an office, a construction site, a playground, a school, a home, a sports field, a university, a pub, a place of worship, a café.
Think of this as a café. All are welcome. It’s a place to discuss and debate, to share knowledge and build connections.
Like eating clean, leading clean is about finding ways to nourish and build health in how we lead, whatever our situation. It’s about learning together. It’s about adding value to the communities in which we live.
I’ve been playing with leading and following for 15 years; sometimes I’m pretty good at it. Sometimes I’m not. Either way I always learn useful things.
Except how to tell jokes well. I’ve never learnt how to do that.
Feel free to drop in anytime.
Good coffee and leading well matter to me.
I made two short blacks this morning. My husband forgot to drink his.
I’m a committed Coffee-the-experience person. When I’m drinking coffee, that’s my whole world. I don’t work and drink coffee. I don’t watch TV and drink coffee. I sit. I drink. I may converse and engage with people while experiencing my coffee, but I don’t do anything else. Forgetting to drink coffee is not an option.
I digress, and this was going to be a short post.
SO…he forgot to drink his coffee. I muttered under my breath at the injustice of another person not appreciating Coffee-the-experience and he said, ‘Keep it; I’ll make an iced coffee later.’
An Iced Coffee? With my Perfect Short Black? An Iced Coffee?
Once I stopped gaping at the absurdity of his idea and stepped off my caffeine soap box, I remembered that coffee-the-experience is different for everyone. Coffee – like leadership – is impacted by the quality of the ingredients, but how it is developed and how it is experienced varies.
I love that about leadership. I can learn to accept that about coffee.
Welcome to Afternoon Lattes. Here you’ll find a whimsical space where i’ll share snippets of my daily life. Grab your favorite magazine and take an afternoon coffee break
Hi There! My name is Mya Marie. I am 18 years old and currently studying graphic design at a local university. I have a passion for anything in the arts, whether it be baking, design, photography, drawing you name it! I find ways to draw inspiration out of every portion of my life and incorporate it into my work.
For months I sat on my computer browsing through hundreds of amazing lifestyle blogs and then finally decided I should start my own. This is my own. Afternoon Lattes is a blog where I will share my recipes, photos, and designs with you (but mostly recipes…because i love sweets hehe).
I really want to get to know each and every one of you that ever visits my blog, having someone just look at something iv done is an amazing feeling to me ^.^
When it comes to parties, sometimes its hard to think of a centerpiece that isnt going to poke a hole in your bank account. My motto, is simple and to the point. Here is a super easy centerpiece that wont cost you
more than $3.
Small Watering Can (these can be purchased at your local dollar store for the best deal)
Carnations (10 carnations per watering pot)
Floral Foam (can also be purchased at your local dollar store, comes in packs of 10)
For this centerpiece, the party theme was red and white so I sticked with the colors. I began by taking a small red watering can and inserting a small piece (5inx3in) of floral foam
second, I trimmed the carnations down so they were all around the same size and fit in the watering pot comfortably. I then added 10 flowers into the pot.
Last, I tied a quick bow around the handle of the pot and voila! a simple quick and inexpensive centerpiece!
(photo credit and idea to AfternoonLattes)
By prepping a container of chilled coffee over the weekend, youll have iced coffee to go for the whole week, saving you both time (and money) every dreaded weekday.
Yield: 5 servings ( one for each day of the week)
Ingredients: Ice, Milk, Chilled Brewed Coffee, Sweetener of choice
Began by grabbing a large pitcher and filling it with 5 cups of ice
Pour 6 cups of brewed coffee into the pitcher
add 3 cups of milk to the pitcher
sweeten as desired
In less than 10 minutes youll have a pitcher of iced coffee ready for you when you need it most. Happy October
*photo credit and recipe to their rightful owners**
- Iced Coffee To Go (afternoonlattes.wordpress.com)
- my fave: iced coffee (byallison.wordpress.com)
- My Experimentation with Coffee. (rightbothways.wordpress.com)
- Coffee and Character (joiedeuxvivre.wordpress.com)
- Krispy Kreme: FREE Brewed Coffee on 9/29 (No Purchase Necessary!) or $1 Mocha, Latte, or Iced Coffee (hip2save.com)
I am a Wrestler of the Muse.
My stories and characters are dark but never silenced.
I see ghosts and tell their tales. I look into the face of darkness where angels fear to tread.
I am a dark fiction writer with the heart of a poet and the soul of a gypsy while the ancient rhythms of Africa, the birthplace of storytellers, courses through my veins. Wanting to be either a pathologist or a criminal psychologist, life took me on a few twists and turns while studying journalism and after a couple of meandering offshoots that did not involve fiction, fiction finally chose me when I was asked to write a short story for a NZ anthology (which was a National Award Winner).
I now live on the beautiful East Coast of New Zealand’s North Island and I am lucky enough to call the Pacific Ocean my backyard. I can often be found wandering the cliff tops above the crashing ocean and walking through the lush farmlands that surround the area. But with a heart caught between two lands, the sunburned, ancient Africa and the lush, green islands of New Zealand, I find my true home within the white pages covered in ink. My fiction is caught between the dark and mysterious, the truth and the what ifs, secrets and reality, shadows and light.
I really do see ghosts and my loved ones believe ghosts and extreme weather phenomenon follow me around. I grew up spending holidays and weekends at my grandparents’ large old farm homestead which had a hidden wing that was haunted. These early experiences with haunted homes ignited my imagination and started a spark that made me question what else is out there that we couldn’t see, what is around us observing us? Why could I see these ghosts/spirits and many others couldn’t? The spark was lit and the stories started coming as fast as I could write them down and they still keep coming.
One of these real life experiences sparked The Redgates Secrets, my debut 6 part novella series.
via About | Kim Koning.
I am a Percolating Writer-in-progress, poet, coffee addict, sun-lover & adventurer.
percolating is a form of:
percolated, past participle; percolated, past tense; percolates, 3rd person singular present; percolating, present participle
- (of information or an idea or feeling) Spread gradually through an area or group of people
- – this issue has percolated into the public consciousness
- (of coffee) Be prepared in a percolator
- – he put some coffee on to percolate
- Prepare (coffee) in a percolator
- – freshly percolated coffee
- Be or become full of lively activity or excitement
- – the night was percolating with an expectant energy
My Survival Fuels are:
(Mead-schmead…this is the true nectar of the gods…mmmh fresh coffee…)
(Who does not love miniature bite-size cakes? I can have more than just my “cake-singular” I can have cakes and not feel too guilty.)
(Make this rich, dark and bitter-sweet…and by the slab-ful.)
(It must be red…Don’t you know that Red makes writers write much faster?!)
For your safety and for this writer’s sanity, make sure all of these are always within my reach…
Lightning strikes dust
Finger of God touches Man
© Kim Koning.