Trying to post every day can be a mug’s game sometimes. The weekend off, such as it has been, was not simply appreciated but has allowed some important back-end and planning shizzle to take place. There’s also been some much needed opportunity for body to recover from what’s been a fairly brisk return to full-time exercise.
In all the moments in between, tea has been a healer.
Coming home from a day in London, the first cuppa since breakfast became more than ‘just a brew’ and tasted… well, I don’t remember tea that good made by my own hands for a long time. My husband’s brews have the same quality, and with that realisation came revelation that maybe it isn’t sometimes about quantity, but circumstance. Tea tastes better when achievement is in the making.
We’re into June now. Time to step up the game plan.