Time for tea. Cup with loop. Leaves in bag–bag on string. Water hot. Fingers foldable. Cottage orné with a view. Wicker chair. Window. Greens in garden. Bunny at play.

Tasks which have left the mind in duress are not invited to this table. Both mood and cup relieve their steam, but head remains cool as ceramic remains toasty.

Vessel’s lips meet another kind and the tip is precise and warm. Passing on higgler’s milk for a more practical prize was worth every penny parted.

Hop, hop, hop. Ears–a pair. Flop, flop, flop. Sky. Drop, drop, drop. Bunny back to hole by the copse. Time for me. Time to be. Time to pee. Perhaps, then, another pour and more thoughts to see. ; )

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