I can taste my favorite tea right now. What's yours?
BLURGH... Hate tea. Tastes like dishwater. Never touch the stuff. So I will blog other things.
“There is in every true woman's heart, a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.”
Need I say more? No? Then I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves.