Tell me, gentle flowers, teardrops of the stars, standing in the garden, nodding your heads to the bees as they sing of the dews and the sunbeams, are you aware of the fearful doom that awaits you?
Friday, March 16, 2007
No. 5
When tea is in the cup- nothing else matters.
My favourite right now: Earl grey with half a spoon of sugar. Simple but perfect.
Other favs: Earl grey with milk. Black with caramel floavour. Black with lemon and honey. Black with cherry juice. Black with Irish Cream flavour. Green with lemon. Roiboos. Black with cinammon and orange flavour.
Can't live without this so british drink. I know- it's a clichee to say so. But whta can I do? When I think of tea I think of a victorian tea- party: tea with milk, scones, stunning old interiors, ladies talking about next lady Someone's party...
This taste makes me calm. And it warms me. And I think she loves me:)
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lucky you;)
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