Yes we have no more tea...

Today I will whine a tiny bit. I drink tea, as those of you who know me so patiently are aware.  I drink organic Ceylon tea from a company on the other side of the country and today I am facing the fact that I have to give up this addiction and find another source for my tea.  Alas, shipping costs have gotten so high that it is now just as much to have it shipped as the tea is itself putting it in the rather overly expensive realm.


I will mourn the loss of my tea and am now on a hunt for a suitable substitute.  Oh, if only I had a reasonable source of Honduran coffee I might be comforted.  But then, no, there is no substitute for a glorious steaming cup of fresh tea to start my day.  Woe is me.

Perhaps God has some other glorious leaf in store for my mornings, or perhaps it is time for me to live a bit more simply. 


Peace,
B


(No, I will not submit to bags...)