An Environment for Writing, for Calm

The paraphernalia of writing, of study, draws me in.

I like the feel of a good pen in my hand, of the leather of a well bound book, of the textures of the letters engraved in the cover.

I like the feel of good paper, paper over which a fountain pen can glide smoothly and the ink absorbs into well.

I like the right setting, at a table rather than a desk, in front of a window or under a tree.
I like subtle sounds that fill in without filling up, that enhance without distracting.

I like a nice cup of tea, the breathing in of the aroma and the sipping rather than the drinking.

It's Saturday for me after a full and fruitful week. I'm savouring the things that calm my heart and mind.