When time allows, the day is clear and the sun has dimmed enough to permit comfortable sitting in the garden, one might enjoy a nice cup of tea among the plants. Although I love a very strong, black-as-night cup, loaded with half and half and raw honey, the early onslaught of evening could also be enjoyed with the light, unadulterated liquor of a Darjeeling Tukvar or a slightly smokey Pu-er.*
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The light begins to soften |
As evening approaches, and the light treats the color of the leaves and flowers in a more amenable manner, the cleanliness of the tea, may well heighten one's appreciation of all the mistakes, prunings, scrapes, scratches and sweat at times required by even the most modest tropical terrace garden.
*For the curious, wondering, even restless mind:
Tea from the seven mountains
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