A wonderfully clouded spring day: sunny, but not unbearably so, and a calming, gentle breeze brushing softly across my face. The house is clean and I feel very much deserving of this warm cup of Twinings New Zealand Earl Grey. I can hear birds playing in the trees; fighting over meals; tumbling in the twigs. A giddy couple hopping and laughing on and around the lemon tree. Faeries dancing in the sunlight as it beams off of the garden shed.
The scent of lemons and those pretty pink flowers dotting the hedge-line blend with the aroma of green grass and daisies to bring this tantalizing scene to a moment of magic as the bergamot serenades my palate – singing with subtle orange flavour and black tea glory. That moment as flavour, scent and sound is, all at once, suddenly tasted by the soul, along with the dazzling spring colours, absorbed simultaneously, all as one in the same; painted as a sensation; forever captured until it is, for a wavering second, lost within the Sands of Antiquity, lying in wait for that single moment of magic to, once again, unveil true Beauty.
I know I haven’t written in a while (life gets in the way, though a friend tells me that is just an excuse), and this entry seems exceedingly short, nevertheless, that is all it needs. Twinings New Zealand Earl Grey Tea is, in short, an ingredient of Magic.
Simple, elegant, delectable.