red a variety of colours,
Tea is wonderful.
That is all.
Right, so I’m not the greatest poet – and know too many gardeners and horticulturists to make the mistake of calling a violet “blue” – but what can I say? Tea is a wonderful, wonderful thing. I’m off to make myself a pot right now!
Credits to the first two lines of that poem go to a lovely person who wrote me the sweetest Valentine’s a few years back. 🙂