tea for all the senses: tea meditation
Tea in the garden engaged all my senses this morning. Perhaps make a cup for yourself and listen with me?
Symphony of green: tea meditation
The birds were singing their winter songs this morning. My tea tray was a symphony of green.
Lit up by the sun: tea meditation
A mourning dove was sitting on my bench when I stepped into the garden for tea, and flew away at the sight of me with nervous chirrups. The air was co...
Tea meditation: seedpods
I pondered the mock orange seedpods as I had my tea on this cold wet morning. They're spiky and beautiful in their severity, and made me think of the ...
Absorbing the warmth: tea meditation
The inflorescences of the ornamental grasses captured the bright winter sunlight and held it so they glowed in the wind. I held my teabowl in gloved h...
Glimpse of branches: tea meditation
The tea was deep red in my teabowl, and then glancing again I could see the tips of the Japanese maple and a glimpse of blue sky. It’s cold and very s...
Winter birds: tea meditation
The sun burned through the low clouds as I sipped my tea. Our garden is full of winter birds: a pair of cardinals peeping to each other, one in the se...
After the storm: tea meditation
Perched on the edge of my chair to avoid the snow collected at the back for two bowls of tea. The lawn looked like a platter that had been glazed with...
Getting ready for winter: tea meditation
I know where the squirrel is making its nest. I watched it nibble still-green leaves off the tips of the branches and stuff them in its mouth, clamber...