Grape Hyacinths from the Bungalow garden.
I am bringing beauty inside as the outside is a disaster!
The garden is a mess right now...it is a construction zone...we are getting a new fence.
The old fence is grey and rotting...
This is where Mr. HB usually parks his Beamer.
This is the front yard, my small patch of lawn is dwarfed by the cedar panels.
The crew are great, they are working 9-4 and making great progress.
When the fence has been erected I will go out and tidy up anything that might be amiss.
I am ever so grateful that they are working now before all my plants grow huge and bloom.
The crew has departed and it's tea time for the Hostess.
I find a cup of tea incredibly restorative. Just the simple act of boiling the kettle, warming the pot, steeping the tea leaves and then the best part...sitting for a few minutes, reflecting on the events of the day, a time for a quiet moment, giving thanks in appreciation and gratitude.
Classic Lady Grey Tea, I am sipping some as I blog this afternoon.
Look there are bits of blue in the tea!
They are cornflowers.
The ingredients are black tea, orange peel, lemon peel citrus flavour and cornflowers.
You really cannot go wrong with tea from Twinings, they are a British institution, and they have the honour of being appointed by Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth 11.
A good English brew needs a proper cup and saucer...the bone china holds the heat longer and the tea does taste better.
Some prefer a squeeze of lemon, some like honey, some like milk, and others it's simply black.
I do MIF...for those of you not familiar with that expression....it translates to milk in first.
When you need some quiet or restoration what do you do?
Where do you find solace?
I find that rituals, offer comfort.
A hot bath, a sweet chocolate, a phone call from a good friend.
Just as donning certain "comfy garments" like cashmere, silk, or a soft worn tee...it's a gift indeed.