Its Spring. The peas are beginning to attach their tendrils to the trellis, the lettuce is sprouting. The sword ferns are dying (oops, that wasn’t supposed to happen). Its light later and I’m biking to and from work: tired, light and surrounded by green. Perfect conditions for drinking this slightly ridiculously named tea: noticeably astringent, lightly colored and quite vegetal.
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