This morning, this evening. I am in for a treat this march. Just for this, it was worth getting this apartment.
It makes up for all the things we are lacking in other departments.
The evening 'teaceremonie' is gaining importance. We sit together with a cup of tea, talk a bit and take it easy.
Some us time, no noise, no television, no need to go somewhere. Just calming down after a hectic day in the mad city.
I completely under estimated the value the irish cup of tea has in peoples lives.
In my eyes it stands for people, connecting, friendship and communication. That doesn't mean talking.
Everything is half as stressy and urgent with a cup of tea. It helps to tackle problems, to laugh together, to get conversation started between complete strangers. How strange can somebody be, if he like you has a cup of tea.
I like the Irish attitude of having always time for a cup of tea.
I admit it drove me nuts at the beginning but now I just love its value.
The tea ceremonie. A little evening meditation.
Also I am not always drinking the irish cup of tea, black tea with milk, more often its "hippy tea" as the skypainter calls it.
But that's not so important, its the 15 min time of sharing soul and thoughts.
And then we discovered the moon.
wunderschöne Bilder und ein noch schönerer Text. Da bekommt man richtig Lust sich mit auf den Balkon zu stellen und ein Tässken zu schlürfen. Allerdings mag ich keinen black tea. Buaaah *schüttel*. Weißte was? Ich erinner mich noch sehr lebhaft daran wie in in Dublin in einer Kneipe lauthals (schon leicht angetrunken) verkündete dass ich kein Guinness mag. Da schüttelt es mich nämlich ähnlich wie bei schwarzem Tee. Ein Glück das der Wirt meinen Einwand mit Humor nahm. Obwohl er zunächst "get out" brüllte. *lach* Nachdem ich mich dann aber tapfer durch sämtliche Biersorten "probierte" war er wieder gut mit mir. ;o)
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