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There’s something about February mornings that makes tea taste extra comforting. Rain taps quietly at the window, and wildflowers on the table catch all the light the sky can spare. Sometimes a slow start, soft sweater, well-loved mug, just enough warmth in the air, feels like exactly what the day ordered. Here’s to the gentle sort of brightness, the kind that lingers even when the sun is shy.

Wildflowers and morning steam