Tea comes with all sorts of memories, more than I can recall in my ever-advancing age, and so I look to the search and recover process that involves me searching the archives for previous posts here. A number of tea memories come up when that journey begins – and it’s a trip to the past that I mostly don’t mind making, unlike many other looks-back.
A happy tea memory with my Dad.
A cup of coziness with a song to match.
The evocation of tea memories.
