But the pies de resistance was the tea! First she filled her nifty clear glass teapot with hot water. Then she dropped in a boring, nondescript, unremarkable, dry bud.
That is when the show began. Slowly, the bud began to open into a lovely flower.
Not only pretty to look at, it was delicious too!
Taking a photo from above was a real challenge! The lense on the camera tended to steam up, but I finally worked it out.
Tea was followed by knitting and more girl talk. It was such a nice time.
While I was there, I finally got to take some photos of the sweater I crocheted for her baby shower months and months ago. I am happy to say it looked well-worn.
Then the baby woke up all smiles and coos. Isn't she precious?
2 comments:
What a lovely day! I have the same "Desert Rose" Franciscan dishes!
Ah Michele, what a great tea time we had. Let's do that again soon! And Ellen these dishes belonged to my beloved Grandmother, affectionately known to us as Nunu. I inherited them before she died when I was in college and I think of her everytime I use them.
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