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Constant Comment from Bigelow
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I suppose I owe this little grocery store teabag tea a great deal of gratitude. It has been my fall/winter companion for many years. It was my push to get my first “special” tea cup and lead me to explore into the world of whole leaf. I love the smell of this tea and the gentle warmth it brought to my soul especially during the quiet,golden color days of autumn. I remember my girlfriend turning me onto this tea and her laughing as I thought the name was “constant comet” like some etheral fireball streaking across the heavens.

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PeteG
PeteG 2009-12-22 10:43:57 -0500

Isn’t it wonderful to have lived the experience of gratitide? This is once again a challenge to me to stop for a moment and reflect on this very moment and enjoy. I gaze with at my favourite cup filled with the liquour of life, simple water and leaves. The simple teabag = gratitude.

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Finding all the pleasures and awakenings in Loose Leaf tea late in life, but thankful I did.Theres something very calming about tea, from the bouquet that wafts from the tin to the design the fannings left in the bottom of the cup.Perhaps its not the refinement from the ceremony of preparation, nor the enjoyment of warmth, scent and flavor, but perhaps its the pure and simple pleasure of enjoying something that is elemental,unassuming and humble in its existance.

“The important thing is not the object of love, but the emotion itself. -Gore Vidal

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