βWhen tea becomes ritual, it takes its place at the heart of our ability to see greatness in small things. Where is beauty to be found? In great things that, like everything else, are doomed to die, or in small things that aspire to nothing, yet know how to set a jewel of infinity in a single moment?β ~ Muriel Barbery (The Elegance of the Hedgehog)
Brrrrrrrr!
Hello, Cutie Pies. Happy New Year!
Baby, it’s cold outside. This winter’s shaping up to be a real cracker. It’s so cold around here we have to open the refrigerator to heat the house. So cold, a cake I just baked and set out to cool frosted itself. π
Mr. Cornelius has taken to sleeping in oven mitts,
and is mad for fuzzy scarves (nice fashion statement, eh?).
But where are my manners? Please make yourself comfortable and have a nice spot of tea. There now, better?



