There's this tea shop we visit every few months or so that has the usual assortment of cute tea-related things (gorgeous little teacups, mugs of all shapes and sizes, pots, infusers, and various other cute home decor things) and of course all the big jars of tea lined up along an entire wall. I usually get an assortment of three or four blends in two-ounce packages - a combination of new possibilities and old favorites - which they meticulously measure out into shiny multicolored bags.

What I love so much is that they will always, always put the tea into the bags according to some logic of color to flavor. Earl gray always goes into the dark blue-purple bags. Herbal teas go into green (though sometimes a rooibos will go into a red, if there's not another kind of tea that has a greater claim on the red). Usually the vanilla hazelnut tea goes into a gold bag, but this time I also decided to try a blend called "Queen's Mystery," so obviously that one had to go into gold and the vanilla hazelnut got silver. I think it's such an adorable little human touch. It's things like this that bring me joy in life.

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(what if I tried to post over here more often? shaking off my slumber and poking around this site again)