Tea Time

I never used to be a coffee lover, until the Big D brought me an all sugared-up flavoured coffee one morning from the local ‘Grabba Jabba’ during a visit to Ottawa in our wooing days. (It was the 90’s, when the shop was hopping in it’s hayday, and conveniently located around the corner from his basement bachelor pad.)  I never used to like the smell of coffee actually, and then, over time, I kind of became accustomed to it and learned to appreciate the intensity of the heavy aromatic beans.  Which is more of a wake-up call than the beans themselves as I tend to drink decaf.  (Hey!  No judging….) 

When my sistah lived in England a number of years ago however, I began to appreciate the fine flavours of tea.  I used to drink it straight up, until a friend here taught me the ‘art of making a good cuppa’, which includes a generous splash of milk.  And now… that is my most favourite way to enjoy a lovely brew – a great way to start the morning or to wind down at night from a long day.

My photo challenge number #4 (let’s see how long I can keep this up – now taking bets….),  is my favourite cup kindly gifted to me from The Finn for my birthday last year. (That’s right… I’m not mentioning WHICH birthday….) 😉  But, isn’t it just so purtty!?  Perfect for a sunny spring morning, which as luck would have it, was today.

tea cup