Agreeable eye.

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More specifically concerning: tea

27.09.01

(unwell) Console myself with reading & umpteen cups of watery tea. Afternoons of such sweet enjoyableness are so rare with me that I tend to savor them, hold them lingering to myself, rather than share them.

The Fiendish Belly

How good one feels when one is full — how satisfied with ourselves and with the world! People who have tried it tell me that a clear conscience makes you very happy and contented; but a full stomach does the business quite as well, and is cheaper and more easily obtained. One feels so forgiving […]

respite

callings

And a fog settled over the village.

properly instructive (1)

weak tea and memory

From Asterios Polyp, in a passage on memory.

in the afternoon

Afternoon tea out at the country, in November.

esprit d’escalier

A view (30)

Boiling the kettle for tea steams up the windows. Still no snow, though.

a spring febricitation

on overstimulation and minor authors and spring-time

mulch

No snow, sadly. And of course expected – hoped for – snow at the mountain for Christmas; I’m sure there is, too, another few hundred feet further up. The only thing for it is to skate Skarphedin-like across the hardwood floors in stocking’d feet for another cup of tea.

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