One winter night

A friend dropped in.

We drank not wine but tea.

The kettle hissed,

The charcoal glowed,

A lucid moon shone outside.

The moon itself

Was nothing special—

But, oh, the plumb blossoms!

—Tu Xiao Shan

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I am sorry to say, I did not have a friend over for tea yesterday, Larry and I had a quiet evening. After going to a DR’s appointment in the morning, exercising and working on a Christmas project in the afternoon, I felt tired. Really tired.

Perhaps you will have tea with a friend today? And talk of found days and special moments? Tea and a friend. It sounds dreamy doesn’t it?

Love you beyond the moon and stars.

Me