I live in the Midwest, and we have had an extraordinarily warm winter. Hardly any snow or sleet has fallen, and many days had high temperatures in the 50s and 60s. It has not exactly been a winter for cozying up under a blanket with a hot cuppa anything. Nevertheless, I am still drinking hot tea at least a few times a week. Drinking tea is not just a way to keep warm. It is a relaxing way to ease into or out of the day.
The soporific effects of chamomile tea are well known—at least to me. One cup before bedtime, and I am practically sleepwalking while brushing my teeth. My herbal tea sleep aid comes in handy any time of year, even in the heat of an Indiana summer. I will not give up on chamomile or any other tea, even with the weatherman predicting more days in the 60s. The weather does not dampen my enthusiasm for hot tea and probably never will. I wonder if other tea drinkers have the same feelings.
Still, I wonder if I will tend to drift away from hot tea as the days lengthen and the weather warms up. Juice and water beckon, as always. On occasion, I drink pop. (Carbonated beverages are called pop in these parts. Not soda. Not soda pop. Just pop.) Tea will always be there, bags of it in the glass canister, at least three varieties to choose from, all of them suiting a mood or a feeling as wanted and needed.