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Am in middle of sewing weekend. Have been woefully unproductive, in addition to being the Portrait of Dorian Beth (as she recovered from her intestinal ailment this afternoon/evening and became more animated and involved, I got flatter and more useless).

And then I had a cup of tea.

In this recent coffee amour, I have forgotten that it is tea that truly powers the world, that sees you the whole night through. TEA!