"For us, our house is not insentient matter—it has a heart, and a soul, and eyes to see us with; and approvals, and solicitudes, and deep sympathies; it is of us, and we are in its confidence, and live in its grace and in the peace of its benediction. We never come home from an absence that its face does not light up and speak out its eloquent welcome—and we can not enter it unmoved."
—Mark Twain, 1896
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Friday, February 18, 2011

...hiding under the Self-incrimination Clause/aka the 5th

I like soft cover books. They are not called the 'P' word anymore. Because, actually, they are nothing like  paperbacks. The soft cover is about the same size as the hard cover edition, and though soft, is firm. It binds the pages nicely, unlike paperback pages that are spit onto the spine of its cover. 

That’s it.

(That’s all I wanted to say on the subject.
Not to be continued.)

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The first tea to begin my tea adventure is from southern China's Yunnan province. The Tuocha Pu-erh or Pu'erh Tuo-Cha is a black tea produced there, and the name means 'a nest from the county of Pu’er.' Dark tea is known for its earthy taste with malty undertones, and supposedly, from one reviewer’s notebook, not for the beginner.

Too late.

(I will continue this post at a later day and time, under the tag My Tea Adventure.
[well, what else did you think I was going to call it?] )
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