Tea

I had tea yesterday with my friend Kim. She's the kind of person who I was happy talking to about anything, but it felt like I didn't really know her that well.

We met in the square. I'd walked in to town, and it was hot and windy. A hot wind. I watched the leaves chase each other in chaotic spirals. We made our way through Ballantyne's to the tremendous Dilmah t-house - oh my, oh my. The last time I'd been here (with Fran), I had a cold, so was unable to taste the wonderful teas.

Kim was pleased that they had her favourite tea Udah Watte (no longer available at the supermarket). We talked about dreams, music, writing and siblings. Tea is the perfect accompaniment to such discussions.

We also went to an opshop. I found some great blue trousers for $3 - they fit perfectly. She bought some pillowcases to make a tote bag.

When we farewelled, our hug felt a lot more meaningful than when we had greeted.