Tag: tea

Unfolding The Way With Sky Blushes, A Falling Book, And A Suddenly Seen Keurig Machine

The morning sky today easily put some blush upon my face too. 😊🙏 Windows I’d just cleaned yesterday on both sides, including the glass door, and yes, my plants are looking more alive again, was excited to wake up today and see what the view would be through such clear glass… And there was another…… Continue reading Unfolding The Way With Sky Blushes, A Falling Book, And A Suddenly Seen Keurig Machine

A Sweet, Refreshing Beginning…

The literary salon begins with some blush… Yesterday afternoon, ‘Rumi’ black tea in a glass with a splash of almond milk. Autumn begins tomorrow…🍂😊 I send you my morning wishes and return to the salon with a cup of green tea and glimpsing the sky between sips as its colors lighten and merge… * Today…… Continue reading A Sweet, Refreshing Beginning…

The Literary Salon Goes On

A snapshot from Tuesday I said to Peeko, ”Make your literary salon face!” (snaps photo).The Tuesday literary salon is still May Ziadeh’s, not my own, that she hosted in Cairo and had to stop hosting unfairly in 1930, due to the law then with her parents dying and being an unmarried woman, but now it’s…… Continue reading The Literary Salon Goes On

Looking Up into Heaven, Not Leaving Yourself Behind

an artwork I’d come across last year * Tea with God and many and you. 🙂 🎶 A song for today’s Catholic Feast Day: The Assumption of Mary into Heaven, with elaborate layers of prayerful lyrics, harmony, dynamics, and meditative, acoustic instrumentation. I find myself moved too, calmly and as if in a time, lifting…… Continue reading Looking Up into Heaven, Not Leaving Yourself Behind

A Morning So New

Here in my new spot to sit with tea in the living room on a morning with sun—tilt the chair beside the window, set down the cup upon the tea towel on the side table and be in the light. It’s a very sleepy morning, but a beautiful one anyway. The sky, how it looked…… Continue reading A Morning So New

A Photo Walk Inside

And the rest for readers will begin now… Hi and welcome 😊🙏. A saltwater floral candle lit on the mantle, a ‘vintage’ Target purchase—most candles last a long time as I don’t light mine so long that it destroys the senses when you were truly just hoping for some soothing relaxation. Subtly beach antique without…… Continue reading A Photo Walk Inside

Sweetly Tipsy and Fully Natural

I didn’t know if I’d truly stay off the blog for the moment of rest I’d wanted for the readers, but after I’d mentioned it I thought, I will keep that declared rest. Mid-morning yesterday, I felt my fingers wanting to type up some fast blog post but I let them rest for the time.…… Continue reading Sweetly Tipsy and Fully Natural

The First Blush of Dawn

I woke and opened my eyes to see this blush of dawn today and smiled warmly. And then the sun and sky through the pines before early morning tea. I started writing notes on posts to come early last week sometimes related to the current moon sign for some added interest. I’d also picked up…… Continue reading The First Blush of Dawn

A Sea-Air Song for the Morning

Both cups are for me. I like these cute little cups at times with about this amount of tea. I am much closer now to the end of the epic poem The Faery Queene (Book I) by Edmund Spenser and wrote something a very different sort of epic myself in yesterday’s post ‘Pop Music Face-Off.’…… Continue reading A Sea-Air Song for the Morning

A Music Idea for Writers and Artists

Do you make a music playlist of inspiration for your works in progress, maybe a book of poems or a novel? I do, just recently for book three. I have a few playlists and I just made two new ones today. 2:19 pm I see; that’s my birthday, February born. Chamber music is a new…… Continue reading A Music Idea for Writers and Artists

Morning-time, Let’s Listen Now, It’s Delicate Yet That’s Why I Love It

I have just made a very important revision to this, my apologies. Another interesting timing happened yesterday as a poet friend shared a photo of herself in a garden in Lebanon that had featured a stone sculpture of Kahlil Gibran and I’d shared a couple of his quotes the same time yesterday. I was happy…… Continue reading Morning-time, Let’s Listen Now, It’s Delicate Yet That’s Why I Love It

Pink Roses with Gold

in honor of May Ziadeh Lebanese-Palestinian poet and writerb. Feb. 1886 I meditated and prayed beside the jasmine and poppy flower candle on the altar table last night that I’d not been near for long in awhile; my eyes were closed, and I went to sleep right after, but this morning the sky looks like…… Continue reading Pink Roses with Gold

Morning Tea with a Guest from Above, My Grandma

I set up a chair for whichever guest may arrive for tea this morning. I imagined then my grandma sat down, saying “Hi Jade.” She would be awake early like me even on a Sunday. I put on Frank Sinatra’s soothingly older sounding songs from Past, Present, and Future, the musician she’d listened to when…… Continue reading Morning Tea with a Guest from Above, My Grandma

There I Was in 2021, There I Appeared in 1921

While walking along the fiction section at Barnes and Noble, I came across The House at Riverton, a book by a familiar author, Kate Morton, which I purchased then and am reading now. It was the book I thought beforehand I should find myself within before I knew what this one of hers was about:…… Continue reading There I Was in 2021, There I Appeared in 1921

A Poem that Sings and A Song with Many Folds and Depths

The sound of falling rain had me realize right then that I hadn’t heard rain in awhile; I listened, made a cup of tea, tapped away the steeped leaves on the wide flat spoon that had been gathered from the teapot afterwards, as the tea bell sounded a second, and it was ready. I took…… Continue reading A Poem that Sings and A Song with Many Folds and Depths

My Cat Peeko And His Selections and Approvals in Social Settings

Peeko says hi and good morning; it is now dawn and the time of sunrise behind such puffy clouds. He only seems to make this glamorous expression if I ask him if he’d like to take a photo for his best friend Gigi, a fellow Scorpio. If he winks at you, you are right above…… Continue reading My Cat Peeko And His Selections and Approvals in Social Settings

A Note For The Morning

‘Rumi tea’ with a splash of almond milk named by me after the poet Last night I dreamed I was looking at this tea cup of mine I had found packed away with others just like it in the garage. I had thought then, ‘I don’t think I’d really like to drink out of a…… Continue reading A Note For The Morning