This past weekend it turned cold and rainy here, and we were especially grateful for a warm cup of tea!
As I was passing by the tsukubai (the outdoor water basin where guests stop to wash their hands before coming into the tearoom) I saw the raindrops falling into the water, and it was such a pretty image that I thought I should write a poem about it. So here it is, with apologies to any real poets out there:
tsukubai filling
raindrops on cloudy water
waiting for red leaves
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That's a pretty one. Just like the tea-making process inside. I thought about that this Autumn too. I saw wet leaves on the ground and it seemed just like the earth was making ready to steep some tea. --Spirituality of Tea
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