Happy summer solstice sock family! Around here, we are thrilled this time of year as we finally dive into the maker projects and road trips we've dreamed about during those 9 busy non-summer months. Yes, the temps regularly soar above 100 degrees (that's about 38C for out non-U.S. readers), but that's nothing a swimming hole, a shade tree, and a cold treat can't handle. Somehow, when we're diving into the 68-degree waters of Austin's Barton Springs, or one of the many beautiful waterscapes of central Texas, we just don't mind the heat so much. 

Of course, we don't limit ourselves to the local spots. That's one of the many magics of summer - we can take off elsewhere.  And we sure do love that dreamy place called elsewhere. We get there while lazing in a hammock, or we jump in the van and head that way, or we find it between the covers of a book.  So, on this sunny solstice day, we're using our extra daylight to send some appreciation to the sun-fueled summer and planning our projects and dreaming of our elsewheres and happy with our here. 

What are your projects and elsewhere plans this summer? 

Hitting the trail

A long weekend is a magical thing. Time stretches and unfolds, handing over its hidden hours.  Even one extra day seems to double a weekend’s living space and slow its pace by half. Around here, without the work and school week looming, we luxuriate in Saturday. And Sunday? Well Sunday is completely transformed. No rush. No need. 

In Austin, this particular long weekend is summer’s soft opening. The thermostat is pushing 100 degrees and the kids have only two more days of school. So we happily use these magic extra minutes to practice our summer pace.   Slow, shady, surrounded by books and art supplies, a body of water nearby, a campsite calling, movies at the ready, board games on the table, and popsicles in the freezer (we have some popsicle inspiration coming soon on our blog!). 

Ok, yes. We still have work to do. That never goes away. But by the magic of a long weekend, work sits safely in the future, at least for now. 

hello hidden minutes

On Being Outnumbered

On May the 5th,  1862, a Mexican army of 2000 men in Puebla de Los Angeles stood against 6000 French soldiers and won. This was not the end of the battle for Mexican independence (Mexican independence is actually celebrated in September and not May 5th, as many Americans think). But the celebration of Cinco de Mayo is a celebration of the underdog – of being outnumbered and prevailing anyway.

When you’re outnumbered, you have to innovate. You have to bring your whole presence and all your passion, bravery, and determination. When you’re outnumbered, you cannot hide behind others. You’re forced to ask yourself if you really believe in your mission, so that you can look into the face of very unpleasant statistics and go for it anyway.

And when the outnumbered prevail, others take note and join in. Whether it’s the fight for independence or the fight to live more sustainably, if you believe in it, do not be discouraged when you’re outnumbered. You may not always be.

Sometimes being outnumbered is a good thing. 

Single-use, paper coffee filters outnumber our organic cotton CoffeeSock filters 500 to 1. And we're pretty proud to keep that paper out of the landfills.

Here at CoffeeSock, we are big fans of the Texas coast!

 

I was 18 when I left my home in Marble Falls, Texas and set off for Corpus Christi, three and half hours south to the gulf. On paper, I was there to attend Del Mar College, but in my heart, I was there for the coast. I traded some school grant money for a surf board and spent class days paddling around with my closest girlfriend. On the Texas coast, I fell in love with VWs and learned the art of breaking down in the soft sand. I still think about those hours sitting in the always-blowing breeze and watching the pelicans.  

For those four years in Corpus and North Padre Island, I learned the beaches of Texas until I was ready for my next adventure and moved to the “big city” in Austin.   I’ve had a love affair with the state coast ever since. 

Texas beaches have their own personalities, from the vacationer-vibe and boardwalks of Galveston to the quiet aquamarine water and white sands of Mustang Island State Park. The coastal areas offer their own abundance to those who come – free places to gather with friends and family, social spaces to relax and have fun, quiet spaces for solitude and reflection. And of course, countless plant and animal species call the coast home.  

That’s why efforts like the Texas Adopt-a-Beach program are so important. If clean beaches keep the coast welcoming for the students, families, and retirees who love them, clean beaches are crucial to the sea turtles, algae, crabs, and fish that sustain the gulf ecosystem. 

And consider these facts published by the Texas General Land Office (you can print out learning activities for kids here too):  http://www.glo.texas.gov/adopt-a-beach

• Aluminum cans take 200 years to decompose and the plastic 6-pack rings that hold them together take 400 years to decompose – both are dangerous to animals and people.
• Glass bottles take 1 million years to decompose and broken glass can cause injury and property damage
• Plastic bags take 10-20 years to decompose and find their way into marine animal foods and boat propellers

At CoffeeSock, our love for the beach (and the mountains and the forests and the rivers) inspired the need for our product. We’re committed to a world with less trash. This is why the CoffeeSock family adopted a stretch of Texas coast extending from North Padre Island to Mustang Island State Park. A few times each year, we enjoy the coast with our friends and family and spend some time keeping it trash free.  We are lucky to have family living in a bay area full of sea critters that we get to visit often and spend time in one of our favorite places.  

You can adopt your own stretch of the Texas coast through the General Land Office, here. http://www.glo.texas.gov/adopt-a-beach

I ran the beaches as a mousy-haired kid, surfed through my independence as a 20-something, and now regularly return with my own kids to camp on the sand. Someday I’ll dip my toes in the sea and sit on the edge of a clean and still-vibrant beach, a happy old lady.