Magic in a Cup...

The day --- kind of grey, chilled... Calling my name to cozy in and find my own sunshine inside. Suddenly, "Knock. Knock," my sister/cousin arrived bearing gifts, bearing potpourri, bringing a little pink bag filled with magical tea. What? Magical tea?  Is there such a thing?

Well, yes.  Yes, there is such a thing. My sister/cousin's granddaughter had given her some flowering, art tea. We had to get a clear container.  Um...  one that holds boiling water?  Unfortunately, the only thing I had was our measuring cup...  It worked!

We put on the red tea kettle.  ****Whistle. Whistle. **** It was time...  Before our very eyes this tea began to dance among the steamy drops of rain...  Becoming more than the original ball, becoming a plant, then Voila! Becoming a lovely lily-like flower. It was amazing.  So much fun.

A little honey in the bottom of our cups, some delicious Danish...  and the three of us, Mom, Sister/Cousin, and I... we transcended time and place to a lovely Oriental tea house. We could see the lovely women, in far-away China, sitting there stitching together little strands of green tea, hibiscus flower, and jasmine... Could she have imagined our happiness to witness this little miracle?  Blessings to her...

Yep. Magic in a cup.

Whimsy and Hugs!