Taking tea in the gardens reminds me of Alice in Wonderland, when Alice crafts daisy chains in a tree to escape the monotone boredom of learning history from her older sister. What a perfect spring day it was then, in Oxford, England!
Much like this one, with blue sky twinkling....
This is how I felt when I took tea in the gardens one afternoon. In a world of my own....
It was beautiful and lovely, sipping English breakfast tea from my favorite teacup, and dining on delightful vanilla bean scones....
The teacup was a gift from my grandmother for my birthday a few years ago, as she knows of my obsession with teacups, and their relationship to Alice in Wonderland.
What wonderful stories attached to that teacup....
Sip, nibble.
Lacy tablecloth and crumbling pastries always make my day better :)
The tea is musical, didn't you know? It melts on the tongue and sings harmonies of reed pipes and morris reels...
As soon as the clock strikes four, and we enter into the time frame specifically labeled tea time, that little snippet of space is magical--but of course, you already know this! You can feel it, right down to your core. Sharing tea with loved ones, perhaps a scone (or three...:)
Alice would be proud, me thinks :)
The tea is of special, magical brew....
Delectable tea time, to be sure.
What do you love most about tea time? How do you partake in that magical little period of time?
You can't buy happiness, but you can buy tea, and that's kind of the same thing.
:))
Dearest Jessica,
ReplyDeleteYour always amaze me with your writing skill and creativity! I had no idea that such lovely thoughts bounced around in your head, until you started writing blog posts! I feed off of your whimsicality :)
The tea party is divine, and we must do something similar when school lets out, to celebrate the end of testing!
I love your pictures, they are lovely! And the Photoshop adds a mysterious aura to them :)
Until next time Dearie,
Love,
Ariel