Thursday, December 19, 2013


Tuesday morning we dropped Julie at the airport and I came home to an empty house.

Every evening we would make a pot of tea and then sit in front of the fire chatting and sipping our tea. Some days we made two or three pots of tea. I wish we could forever stay in the routine of drinking tea together in the evening, but she is returning for another year in Zambia, Africa. 

Saying good-bye for the second year might have been more difficult than it was when she left last year. Despite our best efforts, it's impossible to drink a year's worth of tea in one month. 

1 comment:

  1. I'm sorry that your tea drinking buddy is gone. Have you thought of introducing Charlie to tea time?