I woke up rather late this morning.  And, by “rather late,” I mean 11:30AM.  Yes, that’s right.  There is a justifiable reason to waking up that late, and a contributing factor does include poking around on Pinterest until well after 3:00AM.  I kept company with a bottle of Frog’s Leap Chardonnay, and we settled down after delightfully agreeing upon the construct of the perfect spring lavender cocktail.  I think that I even made a few new friends along the way!

Orange mint-lemon sweet tea.

Waking up late can be a decadent treat, but most times, it renders me crestfallen.  I feel that my day has been robbed from me, and I feel a sting of guilt that I have squandered its most beautiful hours.  It is a careful balance, when you attain the satiety of enjoying the correct amount of sleep-hours and the bonus points of waking up early.  I did not meet that balance today.  Not anywhere close.  As I meandered to the kitchen and reached for a familiar pitcher, I realized that I must have consumed the last of my homemade sweet tea the night before.  Too tired to brew some, and too foggy to remember exactly how it dwindled so quickly, I waited until “someone else” made it for me.  It is always interesting to see how someone makes sweet tea happen.  Too lemony…too herbaceous…too sweet…  Everyone seems to have a “perfect recipe” for themselves.  My recipe tends to evolve around what I have available in my kitchen or garden at the time.

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