My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Caffe, as is life Dark, rich, full-bodied Both bitter and sweet It is all you add to it That makes it satisfying I am a regular tea drinker. While that is my preferred method of caffeine intake, I’ve become more of a coffee connoisseur over the past few years. Because I’m not a daily coffee drinker, … Continue reading Stop and smell the coffee
She picked an old-fashioned tea kettle because it whistled when the water boiled. That evoked wonderful memories of her grandfather, and how Gramps taught her to brew the perfect cup of tea. Now, the process was a meditation for her. She took great care in selecting the right leaf, heating the water to just this … Continue reading The perfect cup of tea
The bitter grit was hard to swallow. I'm used to those little sachets of chamomile or oolong, not dregs thick enough to coat my tongue. I should've taken tasseomancy more seriously. "The first thing you see?" She pointed to the cup. "Teardrops." "Sadness. Here on the rim?" "Something like an octopus." "A warning!" Her thick … Continue reading Tasseomancy
Green, crushed flower buds lie in the bottom of my cup, reminding me of the dirt accumulating on the rug at my back door. I should vacuum more often. She cradles a blue, earthenware teapot in her hands, a fiery red kabuki wig ablaze on her head. Her noh mask of white, black and red … Continue reading Fine cuppa tea
Hot, sweet cuppa tea Cinnamon, ginger, oranges Christmas memories Come share your favorite holiday memory in three lines, 17 syllables, 5-7-5... and it doesn't even have to rhyme.
When I was younger, my mom and I made this tea every Christmas season. We'd fill half pint mason jars with the mix, decorate the lid with some pretty holiday paper, and give out as gifts. If we were really industrious, we'd add a plate of homemade cookies to go with the tea. I've always … Continue reading A nice hot cuppa tea
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