Hermit & Keiko
I see the dew clinging to the pine needles—have you ever brewed tea from those? It might make a seasonally fragrant blend.
I’ve made a brew with pine needles before, and the dew adds a fresh, earthy note. It tastes like moss and rain, good for quiet mornings.
That sounds like a perfect start to a day—moss and rain in a cup. I’ll jot it down in my journal, note the exact time and the temperature of the water, and maybe add a line from a forgotten poem that speaks of rain-soaked mornings.
Sounds like a good ritual, let the water be warm enough to release the pine aroma but not too hot that it burns the needles. Remember, the first sip is always the truest.
I’ll remember that—warm enough to coax the pine, not so hot it scorches. The first sip is like a secret, isn’t it? I’ll write the exact temperature in the margin of my journal for the next time.