Iced Tea Impetus

Ice cold, iced tea, the drink that breaks a sweat so that we don’t have to. The drink that goes down slow, in the shade – essentially forcing folk to stop and associate together. Make it bitter, make it sweet, but make a big old pitcher and share it because the summer calls for it.

In this northland, in the winter, it seems easy to offer hot coffee in -

ex. “Come in, where it's warm, would you like some coffee?” 

That’s fine, but in the summer it could be keen to offer iced tea out -

ex. “Since we’re both out, weeding the garden, I’m gonna bring you a glass of iced tea.”

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And if you don’t like it, drink it anyway. Don’t refuse the gesture, times like these call for more direct connection and this may be one that cracks the shell.

Somehow we need to find that medium to get everybody on the same page and feeling like useful cogs in the machine - riding that horse off into the western sunset, perhaps with a glass of iced tea in hand.