I am wondering if Teavivre found a new supplier for this. This is a brighter green and has a lighter flavor than my last batch. I like this better.
Today the hammers and saws are supposed to start on my property. Reroofing our mobile home next door first, then I finally get my porch. May get loud around here for a while so I am enjoying the quiet peaceful morning with green tea powder and milk.
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Mine, too, Cheri! Down here in the South EVERY house ought to have one, but not many do. What a dream that would be, a nice, deep wraparound porch!
I agree about the wraparound, nice dream. Doesn’t fit our house or my wallet but I’d like to have it. When we lived in the mobile home we had a 10′ × 20′ porch built. I lived on it. The house is getting a 10′ × 38′ – the width of the house. Can hardly wait. I’ve always loved sitting on a porch when it storms.
The cottage I spent all of my summers at had a screened in porch. It was perfect for watching storms from (unless it was really blowing) or sleeping on. One just had to be careful for drips. (This cottage was literally a tiny log cabin, and everything leaked.)
I would love to have a nice porch. My dream dream house has a wrap around porch.
Mine, too, Cheri! Down here in the South EVERY house ought to have one, but not many do. What a dream that would be, a nice, deep wraparound porch!
I agree about the wraparound, nice dream. Doesn’t fit our house or my wallet but I’d like to have it. When we lived in the mobile home we had a 10′ × 20′ porch built. I lived on it. The house is getting a 10′ × 38′ – the width of the house. Can hardly wait. I’ve always loved sitting on a porch when it storms.
The cottage I spent all of my summers at had a screened in porch. It was perfect for watching storms from (unless it was really blowing) or sleeping on. One just had to be careful for drips. (This cottage was literally a tiny log cabin, and everything leaked.)
Cheri, sounds like heaven… except for the drips.
We sit on the porch also during the storms.
That’s the one thing I miss from our Shabby House summer—the deep front porch with a rocking chair and the way it sounded in the rain.