Flowers really speak to me. In the language of beauty, they conjure up stories, evoke memories,convey feelings. Silently and in a single stalk, we can say I am sorry, I love you or I am really happy for you.
So I picked flowers again for my very belated anniversary presents (in December when I fell off the edge of blog-land). Balls of blossoms in a pot with names like Bliss, Bouquet, Eve and Angels.They were selected for you based on the history we shared, the significance in the name or the state I think you are in.
When I was in Bangkok last week, I began to receive email from some of you telling me that you have already received my little bundles.
I hope you have a glass jar or pot or any kind of transparent drinking vessel. You will want to watch the story unfold, trust me. Carefully place the ball of leaves in there before you pour hot water about 30-60 seconds after boiling. Then just put your chin on the table, let the tea steep and watch...
and you will start to hear my feelings, maybe even to a tune.
For the times you were here when I was not,
for the times you shared when I was,
for the times you thought of me,
I thank you.
All over the world, dear friends, we are drinking our teas and thinking of each other, conversing without speaking. What is your flower tea saying today? Will you tell me?
By the way, don't throw the tea leaves out so soon. Re-brew the tea leaving some water in the pot by adding fresh hot water, 2-3 more times. You can drink it all afternoon as you work on your minis. And of course, you can think of me that while longer.