I’m waiting outside for a bus that isn’t coming after all, so now waiting for J to rescue me. But it’s ok. I have this tea.
It’s warm, and bright and sweet and comforting and it helps me forget the snow falling on my face and the lack of gloves.
I love it.
(our car didn’t have enough room for all our guests so I volunteered to bus to the breakfast place, except the Sunday bis schedule meant my by and turned before picking me up! Whoop s Good thing J can come back easily)
Oh no! Glad you have tea. :)