Home sick today, with an extremely bad cold, I have been drinking copious amounts of coffee and tea (and water, yes I know it is good for me!). With Kleenex in hand, and in my pajamas, I immersed myself in writing and I came across one of the *very first* blog posts I wrote called … Continue reading Teacups, A Poem
Teacups
Teacups
Afternoons with my grandmother were spent sipping tea. Hot tea, no matter the weather. Tea from delicate, beautiful and oh-so-fragile teacups. A cube or two of sugar, the lovely sound of metal against porcelain, a small silver spoon resting on the matching saucer. She kept them on a sideboard, and each afternoon we would select a … Continue reading Teacups
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