A bit of tea, here and there

 This morning as I sat on my back steps savoring nature in the early

morning with a cup of tea in hand I was reminiscing about a

 past trip to visit Taiwan tea farms.

In my cup was the end of the tea I had brought home,

a 27 year old Buddha Hand Oolong.

Then my mind turned to the past week with tea.

 There was a tea party at a retirement center near Portland

where I was the guest speaker.

Not my usual thing to do and I had never talked to

a group in a retirement center.

 Not sure I did very well, but I told myself if nothing

else "it was good for me". 

It looks like I was singing here, but nope I was just talking

about tea and the history of tea in England.

 

 And then as I shared yesterday another picture from tea by the river.

This past weekend was time by this river and a few moments of

solitude with a cup of tea.

Probably my favorite time with tea.

 Then yesterday a small group of women friends met out in nature

for a potluck, friendship, and a sip of tea.

The view and the day were spectacular.

 The flowers were blooming and though you can't see it, as the clouds

parted we saw three volcanic mountains in the distance.

If I count sipping tea on my back steps there were

four very different experiences with tea.

Each one touched my soul and delighted my heart.

Eventhough I love sipping many different teas and

in many different cups, 

It is the experience of the tea that most enchants and delights me.

Linking to Bernideen at http://blog.bernideens.com/