I made a discovery a few years ago that rocked my tea loving soul—rose tea. I have had a few tastes of it since then, but this Christmas, my lovely Grandma gave a little box of it to me. Right now, I have a mug of rose tea in front of me. The warmth seeps into my hands, and rose tinted steam rises from the cup. It has been a nice morning—I woke up to rain, yoga, and tea. And now it is time to write.