Respect everybody. Bow with folded hands before all. Do not talk in a loud voice before elders and venerable persons. Look at the toes while you walk. See the Lord in all and feel that you are His servant and so the servant of all. Consider none as inferior to you.
Humility … not easy I think. As I use to say while I am reading comments and compliments is that I am just your humble host and I am proud to be your host. Together we stand in our love for haiku … I am an addict to haiku and I am just glad that I may share all I know about haiku.

Humility … a very strong ity … one we have to cherish and promote …

snowdrops
standing tall, but rooted
bow their head

© Chèvrefeuille

I hope to publish our next episode next Tuesday, I hope…

I love sipping tea in porcelain tea cups. My great aunt bequeathed her collections to my father and I now have them in the same curio my Auntie Mae O’Donnell had. Although the tradition is on my Father’s side, my aunt being Irish, my mother taught me how to brew my tea as young as five. She would let me drink it in espresso cups which was just right for my tiny fingers.

My grandson loved to drink tea as well and would choose his tea cup whenever it was tea time. One day I invited my friend and her daughter who was grandson`s playdate. Well! I set up their tea cups with the tea pot brewing their tea. Ah, the cute things they do at five. I doubt he would want to even admit doing this now that he is 10.

I had a dear friend living next door…