He brewed his tea in a blue china pot, poured it into a chipped white cup with forget-me-nots on the handle, and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream. He sat by the window, cup in hand, watching the first snow fall. “I am,” he sighed deeply, “contented as a clam. I am a most happy man.” – Ethel Pochocki, Wildflower Tea, 1993

The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The thunderhead collects out over the distant plain giving a show of what is to come. – Mike Dolan, @HawaiianLife