880 Tasting Notes
Autumn is on the horizon, isn’t it? The Fall Collections are coming out soon (hooray!), the leaves are starting to rattle, and I woke up in the pitch black this morning. The sun will be up by the time I have to actually go to work, but its dark out there.
Ugh. All the more reason for a cup of tea.
Rapidly running out of this, which is too bad, as its quite a nice bagged tea.
Unintentional sipdown! I didn’t realize how little I had left, but its not a problem. Everyone makes a version of this, or very nearly everyone.
And I can see why. Its pleasant, its pink, its easy.
I’ll get more sometime, I think, but there is no urgency. I’m just pleased with my hot pink cup of tea tonight.
Its been hard to wake up this week. I’ve been spending too long reading in bed, I think. I cant help it, there are such good books to read!
I’m almost out of this. And I’ve logged it 50 times now. So I think that’s a good idea of how much I like it.
That said, I think its aging faster than I can drink it, so its a bit less potent now.
I’m never quite sure where I stand with white tea, but I’m making an effort to have more of it. I think, once I’m more comfortable steeping it, that it could be a delightful collection of light and delicate teas.
This is tasting very much of almond today, which is splendid in my book. This is really enjoyable right now.
I went to a sewing night last night. I’m excited, I’ve got a few patterns I want to make, and some costumes I want to do, and I’ve just been a bit too lazy to do it, so this is turning into an excellent thing to make me actually get some things done.
I need to go buy fabric!
I got to sleep in a bit this morning, which was glorious. Hooray sleep.
This is a bit less citrus-y than usual, but I don’t mind at all. Its still quite nice.
I live in trepidation. I have not heard if I’m going to have a receptionist in this morning class. And you really, really need one to run the class. I don’t know what I will do without it. Eeep.
So, lots of good tea, to optimize me. I don’t operate correctly without it!
I think that this is starting to get slightly old. Its not as powerful as once it was. But I’ve owned this particular pound of tea for almost a year, so that might be the reason.
About half the time I wake up on Friday convinced it is Saturday. Luckily my alarm disagrees.
Ugh. I wish it was Saturday.
This is very citrus-y this morning, which is very nice. And the black tea is giving a good oomph, which is also good, as I need it. I live two blocks away from the local fair, and so it means its noisy. Ugh.
It was hectic for the morning session of work. One of our clerks is not coming in, the other did not bring what she needed to run the class, so we had to cobble things together, all while I’m trying to get out the door.
Sheesh. People are completely nuts sometimes.
So, my reward is this, and some hot toast with local honey on it. I’ve got a lot of work to do today. Whew. Regular tea will be drunk.