My applemint is going bananas :) It’s been cool and rainy, with just enough sun in between to make it grow visibly. Practically.
And as every bone, fiber, joint, and brain cell in my weary carcass aches (moving to new offices at work)…I’m hoping that a cup with generous spoonfuls of mint, chamomile, and St. John’s wort will melt what’s left of me into a sleepy puddle.
Somebody asked me once when I became a tea junkie; I think it dates back to college when I needed caffeine for a 7 a.m. class but chose not to do coffee. My favorite teapot is a medium-sized Brown Betty given to me by my Mema; the painted flowers are chipping off, but the size and feel is perfect. I rejoice when I get a morning to brew a pot of loose tea starting with a kettle; not a bag and a hot pot.
Southwest Missouri
