I don’t have a problem

I went to the land of tea. Okay, it was Portland, but the folks there love tea as much as they love their coffee. And I love tea. So, it was nice to find tea in almost all the gift shops.

Like this one at the Rose Garden:

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And this one at Fort Vancouver (in Washington)

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Of course, we also found shops devoted to selling teas, like this one that had a blue raspberry tea that is just awesome:

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And this lovely set from a tea shop in Milwaukee, OR that my cat loves.

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Then my oldest was happy to give me tea she picked out for my birthday. Which caused a thorough search going through security. That black bear blackberry is wonderful.

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It wasn’t until I came home to a fully reorganized pantry that my youngest noticed the large quantities of tea I already stored. She thinks I have a problem. I don’t. I have tea. The two are spelled completely different:D.

Until next time.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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