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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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.
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.