Not letting go yet

It’s 94 degrees and I’m drinking a nice hot cup of Gundpowder green tea. Since last we spoke, I have become a tea drinker. Still having my morning cup of Get Up And Go coffee but then it’s tea for the rest of the day. And not that weak sauce tea in a bag stuff. I’ve discovered the wonderful world of loose leaf teas sold in the bulk section of Foods for the Rich health food store. Special blend Earl Grey, Darjeeling, a white tea with lavender blossoms, a black tea with ginger and lemon. I have a beautiful iron tea pot with infuser I bought ages ago and never used and it survived The GreaT Purge because of it’s beauty and because it looked pretty in the window sill and there are some things, like the pig from a previous post and this little bear that tug at my heart in an undeniable way. These things won’t quit me. Or I them.

let it go – the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise – let it go it
was sworn to 
let them go – the 
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers – you must let them go they
were born 
to go
let all go -the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things – let all go
so comes love

e.e. cummings


  1. I cherish you. Your heart is so…I don't know. It is so big and beautiful and quiet.
    I've never read that poem and now I have and I love it and no, I would not let that bear quit me either, had I a choice.


  2. love this, Yolanda… 😉 I need to reintroduce myself to loose teas. I was on loose tea roll a few years back…. love the flower buds…

    you really can't quit a bear like that…. why would you want to? I have picked bears out for their expressions… your little guy has an adorable one…. 😉


  3. Ms Moon. Likewise. Your presence here is always a gift. Thank you.

    Carolyn, I had no idea. About the loose teas. What a BIG world it is. Last night I tried the white tea with lavender flower buds. So delicate and fragrant and wonderful!

    The bear. He's just heartbreaking in such a sweet way.


  4. Oh, I love this post. I put a box of gunpowder or gunmetal tea in with my other stuff at a fancy cooking store the other day, and then the cashier told me that the box was $16, so I balked and said, “never mind, put it back.”

    Now I'm re-thinking it because I want to be you in this moment.


  5. Elizabeth, I'm glad you didn't pay $16 for that box. Robbery! The gunpowder is delicious and is better found in the bulk section of a health food store. It makes my teeth feel clean.


  6. I too have re-discovered loose teas. My favorite is Orange Pekoe Black and only one tea shop I can find carries it. One cup of coffee in the morning and tea, hot or iced the rest of the day. I will think of you with my tea now. 🙂

    I can't imagine how that bear must tug at your heart,it surely tugged at mine.

    Thank you for the poem, for the lovely posts and photos from before this one that I have missed because my blog feed does not obey me and plays tricks.

    It is always a breath of fresh air, a rush of comfort to visit here.

    I daydreamed we had a party, all of us, somewhere lush and sunny and perfect, and you and dishwasher and Mary and Beth and Elizabeth and Angella and Maggie May and on and on were all milling about, laughing, smiling. It was lovely.



  7. Mel, what a lovely dream! It's not impossible.

    I'm so glad you stopped in. This little blogging community is such a surprising blessing and comfort.

    Yes! Tea! I haven't tried the pekoe yet but so far this loose leaf chai and the gunpowder green have become favorites.
    I'm about to have some. Cheers!


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