I can’t believe it’s September already. Well yes I can as well. Time just keeps on going. Yet for this post I’m going to take this back to June, when it wasn’t even officially Summer on the calendar year yet, but as you can tell by these pictures, the Sun was on our side.
This is one of those stories that might be too good to share, but also too good not to. I’m glad I waited this long to talk about it. It’s gotten better with time.
The tentative plan was to grab some lunch nearby in Baltimore before I took a dear friend to the airport, in the Washington, DC area. We gave ourselves ample time. However, there were signs all over that we should just drive closer to the final destination and see where the wind takes us.
I had been to historic Herndon, VA a year prior on another random encounter, and saw nothing but happy and folksy people. Like most historic locales you have your farmers market, museums, mom and pop shops, community centers, and independent restaurants. It was real and I soaked it all in. It was with the understanding that right outside this epicenter is nothing but big buildings and gigantic companies that have infiltrated major cities.
One year later as we’re driving, that light bulb went off in my head. I had investigated happy places to grab a bit to eat, in a cozy area beforehand, but realized that happy town was minutes away.
We found a great place to eat with outdoor dining, and took our time. The town called for it. It felt like we were the only people on Earth. I don’t mean to overstate how amazing the Sun was on this day. Actually the heck with it, the Sun is our friend. The more I expound on this special trip, I realize how perfect everything was.
No rush, no running around, no beating the clock. It was as close to Zen as you can get.
After a little walking around, a little tea and coffee seemed necessary. Green Lizard Cycling, (yes a cycling place) came through in the clutch. Yes I wrote that on purpose. Maybe it was one of those moments where I felt random, but after a hearty meal a hot tea was a must. And my inspired thought was that Chamomile.
Looking back at these pictures I realize how much that tea matches the color of the sun. The signs and the positive energy are all around us. It just freaks me out, in a good way, how good this day was. And all the intricacies and details that I overlooked have been presented to me months later. This is what we call endearing.
But like I said, on another day, I’m not sure how great this tea would be. Chamomile has not always been my favorite flavor, but this might be a change of heart.
Circumstances allowed this to be a lot better than I think tea might be. But Stash has been one of those brands that I feel is overlooked versus some of the more household brands you see at the store. This is not a dig but more of an observation.
I need to review more Stash teas. They’ve always been good to me. Here is the one time I did a recap of one of my favorite and inspiring teas by them. Talk about a dichotomy. Again, nothing but signs and serendipitous situations.
The specifics of this day are not necessary and sometimes your best memories should be kept from within, and I’ll leave some details out. But I did add a couple of pictures of the town and outside the cycling shop to give you a feel for how peaceful and inspiring this day was. I might be overstating how tremendous all this was but I don’t care. This was awesome and yet all so simple.
The future is looking bright and full of hope. A good cup of tea always brings hope. And joy!
Here’s to many more unplanned and inspiring events to come!