Hot Tea

Hot Tea in Sedona

It's sunday morning and the blue sky against the red rock is the first thing I focus on when I open my eyes.  The house I'm staying in has won design awards and the floor to ceiling windows that back up to the red mountains don't disappoint with the most spectacular view.  Besides waking up at three am to paint my fingernails I slept.  I'm having a cup of hot tea produced by a local tea maker and the aroma and flavor are lovely.  Today I'm feeling gratful.  Grateful for friends who stand in silence with me.  Sometimes there just aren't words, instead of an awkward silence, a good friend will just hold you in silence.   It feels like love.  As I write this post the sun is creeping over the mountain, soon to rise above everything and deliver its warm rays to me.  Today I hope to be warm and loved and I know I will be.