Hold That Thought

And Maine Blueberry Iced Tea, and Fresh Peaches

I had a post written and scheduled for you today, all ready to go. Then I heard the words of the instructor from the course I’m in: “Be careful what you post on Substack, and make sure you shouldn’t be submitting it for publication instead, because you can’t submit something you’ve posted.”

The one I had planned for you is an op-ed, I suppose. It is likely to be rejected, because it is not shy in its opinion. I will then share it here, where my friends are. But as I’m trying to get things published to further this new writing career, and to have things to put on my new website, I shall be responsible to my cause and do the daunting submission thing first.

Thank you for being the safe, friendly, and supportive community I can count on to send my errant musings and experiments to. I shall report in, one way or another, if and when I find anything out.

In the mean time, I leave you with tea.

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Morning Teaistisms

It’s hot and very muggy out, but I got in some peaches from parts south, and some tea from parts north, an Easter Seaboard best-of.

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My son and his girlfriend brought me the Maine blueberry tea a while back, and the aroma truly is blueberry-ish, but not cloying at all. I especially like it cold, and this was the day for it.

The peaches are absolutely perfect—juicy and ripe, and not too cold out of the fridge. Turns out the beagle really likes peaches, so we had to have a discussion about how it’s impolite to yell at people when they’re eating peaches in hopes of getting some.

Then I gave her some.

That’ll teach her.