I never had any other desire so strong, and so like to covetouseness, as that one which I have had always, that I might be master at last of a small house and a large garden.
- Abraham Cowley, "The Garden" (1666)

Saturday, 10 December 2011

Wildflower Tea
He brewed his tea in a blue china pot,
Poured it into a chipped white cup with
forget-me-nots on the handle,
and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream.
He sat by the window, cup in hand,
watching the first snowfall.
"I am," he sighed deeply,
"contented as a clam.
I am a most happy man."
- Ethel Pochocki

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