I want to type an expression of pure wonderment and love but have no idea where to start. Where is the spark? Life sure is strange.
I check my mail now as often as I check in to Steepster, every week or two. Never often enough. I think about how much time we all spent here back in the early 2020s, a few years after I joined, coping with some weird collective reality. And I know Steepster was much busier before my time here, before something happened to the site… was it between 2016 and 2018? I can’t imagine the number of friendships that were fostered back then.
gmathis, I wish I could meet you. Travel to Missouri with your handknitted shawl draped across my shoulders. Explore the area you call home. Have a cup of Constant Comment and go to Walmart for some groceries. For now, a handmade card will do. Always a pleasant glimpse into life at Turkey Creek. A little bit of what you experience, a little bit of what you taste. We’ve never met, but I can feel what you put out into the world and I deeply appreciate it. Thank you.
Flavors: Cooling, Drying, Honey, Red Rooibos, Soap, Tangerine, Vanilla

After I quit tearing up, I think I am going to frame this tasting note.
❤