This time of year, there’s nothing I enjoy more than a cup of tea. When the air becomes thick and the moisture hangs low in wisps of fog, the steam from my mug warms my nose and soon enough my gut. I am refreshed.
It is the break in the moment that makes it special. The water has to be heated and the tea steeped for 5 minutes, and then it is time to relax. I have to make time for tea, I have to stop being in motion for a short while to enjoy it.
Barataria - The work of Erik Hare 