It’s been way too long between leisurely mornings when there is actually time to think about one’s tea. So, gratefully, with feet up, I’m sipping something a little less hi-octane this morning.
I’m not much of a floral tea person. No jasmine, please; lavender in moderation; but there’s something about rose that is sweet and gentle without tasting like cologne. There’s just enough in this blend to complement the black/green/fruity combo and make it taste a little like fruit punch. May make a second round and ice it down to see what happens.
