27 August 2013


Tea with friends - tea drinking is so contemplative. It always reminds one of a quiet, solitary walk in the woods. At other times it's comparable to a picnic with precious friends.


  1. Tea Poem

    Willow branches graze the grass,
    As I sit in the shade drinking tea.
    A note from a flute blows clearly,
    Mingling with the sound of rain.
    I could sit here alone forever,
    And still I'd never feel lonely.

    Poem inscribed on an
    old Yi Hsing tea pot

  2. I enjoy tea in the winter. I'm looking forward to cooler temps and sipping on mug full with lemon and honey.