Because who doesn’t want to be greeted by mouse in her finest.

Makes for a happy companion for libations poured over ice in etched glasses.

For enhancing flavors I plate.

Even though it isn’t officially summer anymore, I’m still faitfully hanging on to my fated mission.

City dwellers out and about pretending it’s summer all over again.

Oh my this is a noisy world, take time to reflect and revive the voice resounding within you.

A tactful detail that quietly captivates and inspires everything else to tell their own story.

A snuggle on a velvety settee with my matcha girl.

When most of what matters starts to brew.

And the number of reasons I mustered to brush up against them one more time.