As the water comes to a boil I let my mind wander.
I can see it so clearly as if I was there.
A clearing ringed by evergreen trees.
As my Winter’s Darkest Night steeps in my mug,
I notice the green of the trees peaking through the light dusting of
snow.
As I sip I sit in front of the fire pit and watch it dance, keeping me
warm on this beautiful night.
The sky is a blaze with stars and the mysterious glow of a half moon.
I listen to the wild life rustle in the trees just beyond the light of the
fire.
I sip, contemplate and enjoy my teascape.
Teal Creek Teas 