Good lord its windy. I feel as if I may be whisked off to Oz at any given moment, which would be a good adventure, but is very hard on ones hairdo.
I have a little midmorning break, and so I have cut myself a slice of cinnamon coffee cake, and have brewed up this.
I’ve said before that this is a wooly sweater tea, and it really is. A sophisticated blend of caramel and vanilla, and just perfection on this blustery day. I’ve been saving it for just such weather. Next rainstorm will be good for this too!
Its funny how we associate teas with weather, isnt it?
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It really is. I associate tea with so many things: for example, there are teas I have that I refuse to drink at work because they are far, far too beautiful to be consumed when I’m in any other state than a purely blissful one. And then winter teas. And spring ones. etc.
It really is. I associate tea with so many things: for example, there are teas I have that I refuse to drink at work because they are far, far too beautiful to be consumed when I’m in any other state than a purely blissful one. And then winter teas. And spring ones. etc.