It’s the evening of a comfortable and abundant Christmas at our house. We abounded. Following the annual tradition of a friend and mentor, I reserved a few moments next to the Christmas tree as the sun set, counting the blessings of friends and family who gifted us with each ornament over the years, and each card this season. My cup runneth over.
I’m also humbled and blessed to have a husband whose gift is gifting, and after 35 years, knows me better than I do. Because of that, I have a large box of PG Tips Extra Strong ready to fortify me in the morning as I tackle a Boxing Day list that stretches to the North Pole. I’ll modify this note or add a separate review, but since I love me my barbarian builders’ tea (as another reviewer described his taste), I’m eagerly anticipating it.
Hope your day was peaceful and plentiful, tea friends! Blessings to the lot of you.
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A lovely tradition. How peaceful.
I love a good dose of what my British grandmother would call ‘proper tea.’ Sometimes, nothing else will do.
First sips were sumptuous when it was hot, smooth and dark. I’m down to the last third of the cup and my tongue is starting to curl from the bitterness … a little milk, a reheat, and all will be well. As I have several major January/February writing deadlines that I’d like to knock out before returning to the day job, this will be helpful as a recyclable sit-at-your-desk-all-morning bracer.
A lovely tradition. How peaceful.
I love a good dose of what my British grandmother would call ‘proper tea.’ Sometimes, nothing else will do.
First sips were sumptuous when it was hot, smooth and dark. I’m down to the last third of the cup and my tongue is starting to curl from the bitterness … a little milk, a reheat, and all will be well. As I have several major January/February writing deadlines that I’d like to knock out before returning to the day job, this will be helpful as a recyclable sit-at-your-desk-all-morning bracer.