Where was I, oh yes, great walk around the neighborhood. Walking is great for avoiding stress problems from lifting and carrying, so I make a point of it.
Halfway around, I spotted a gang of turkey vultures in the street, disposing of a rabbit, which reminded me it would be teatime when I got home (!).
I'm grateful to turkey vultures,and we have a lot, for cleaning up all the roadkill and losers in nature's battles for us. Those guys are enormous on the ground, must be a six foot wingspan. Couldn't get pix because cars kept scattering them. In the sky they hover and zoom about in big lazy circles, looking much smaller.
So home to tea and banana bread. More downstairs than upstairs, despite the Shelley putting in an appearance.
The giant slice of banana bread and big fork detract from the Downton Abbey effect. Also the milk powder, I never use liquid milk these days. The powdered is all kinds of pure. And it doesn't sour. But I think that Downton Abbey old lady would look at it and ask what IS milk powder?
Tea tastes different from different pots and cups. This was much lighter tasting than from my usual Chinese porcelain pot and mug. Same tea, same proportions. Some mysterious chemistry. The cup is smaller, so I was kept working hard refilling it..
It's all research. What I do for science, and do they thank me? Do I get Time covers? Nobel Peace prizes? But I think tea has probably averted more conflicts and assisted in handling more crises than it gets credit for.
Now back to my current Sue Ann Jaffarian, another good antidote to dark times.
