The next day I returned in better weather, brewed organic Yunnan Black Needle tea, sat bundled up against the cold and scribbled thoughts in the little moleskine cahier until my hands grew cold and slow. Below, far out over the Rangitikei hill country, a band of grey rain inched closer, but low sun slid past the southern edge of the veil and lit up the lookout. I could even feel a little warmth on my face, like a reminder that winter’s only temporary, that we’re heading towards longer days and heat.
[24 June 2013, Panasonic Lumix GH1, 14–45 mm at 14 mm, ISO 200, 1/40 at f18]
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I appreciate the close-up of the grasses with their hints of green, and the receding snow on the hills beyond. It's good to remember that all things pass, cold and heat, good and bad.
I prefer your weather. You can have mine. The tea sounds lovely, though.
RR, I console myself with that thought — that the cold will eventually pass — every winter.
Zhoen, it's a lovely tea — delicious and affordable. I usually take Lapsang Souchong up there, though. It seems to suit the environment particularly well.
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