I’m such an in-yer-face strong black tea fan, I never know how to classify the subtlety of good greens. This one I’m supposed to review for www.itsallabouttheleaf.com, and it will take some additional contemplation. First impression was good—gently woodsy-nutty, not green-beany.
It’s a good evening to contemplate, though. On this Sunday a year ago, I was gulping tepid food-service grade tea in a hotel with no power, accepting dry clothing from strangers, and watching rescue vehicles begin to pour into my flattened neighborhood to begin pulling bodies out from piles of wet splinters. (A friend asked me to publish a little of our story; it’s here: http://lifewayvbs.wordpress.com/2012/02/27/meet-the-vbs-writers-gg-mathis/)
I just want to say for the record, I am profoundly grateful to the God who protected us and to the friends and total strangers who generously and kindly helped us piece our lives back together. Because of Him and them (and some of you wonderful Steepster friends, too), this evening I am calmly and quietly rocking in a secondhand patio glider, analyzing this lovely cup of tea, and enjoying the peace of a neighborhood where the trees and ground are unbroken.
May Joy be where you are, too.