The agreeable eye

an eudæmonistarchives

More specifically concerning: tea

27.09.01

27 September 2001, around 16.44.

(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

15 May 2003, around 8.01.

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 […]

callings

28 October 2008, around 2.43.

And a fog settled over the village.

properly instructive (1)

17 April 2009, around 0.39.

How to make a cup of tea.

fugitive

17 April 2010, around 4.57.

A cup of over-steeped tea brings back the memory of student days, bent over a book, surrounded by papers, the tea overdrawing and becoming tepid, forgotten, on the desk. Legs crossed at the ankles, or sitting on one foot, it is possible to forget time itself, to say nothing of a cup of tea. A […]

weak tea and memory

10 September 2010, around 19.50.

From Asterios Polyp, in a passage on memory.

in the afternoon

27 November 2010, around 12.21.

Afternoon tea out at the country, in November.

esprit d’escalier

7 December 2010, around 6.02.

A view (30)

25 December 2010, around 19.50.

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

a spring febricitation

1 May 2011, around 12.16.

on overstimulation and minor authors and spring-time

mulch

24 December 2013, around 14.10.

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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