Often I notice the beauty of the tea leaf and the delights of the flavor of the tea.
There is so much more beauty that surrounds tea time.
There are the accoutrements of tea, serving sets, flowers on the table,
or the starkness of just a simple cup.
As a girl on certain quiet occasions, my mother and I would share cups of tea.
It wasn't anything fancy, but just a sit at the kitchen table and a chat.
My mother passed away 11 years ago, but when I go to a special tea
I love wearing her pearls.
The pearls were a gift from me many years ago
and I just know she would have worn these pearls to tea time.
Wearing them now to tea time, beside being beautiful,
just feels like she is still having tea with me.
Do you share tea times with someone special,
even if in memory?
For those teacups collectors, this cup only says
"Bavarian China Germany".