Tea

Henry James (whom I have never much liked) got at least one thing right: “There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea.” Suzanne and I took that ceremony out on the patio this afternoon. It was indeed an agreeable hour on a delightful spring afternoon. I know that Seattle considers itself to be the coffee center of the universe and my daughter is a coffee connoisseur, but today, enjoying one of those Northwest sunbreaks between the showers, tea is the thing.
Happy
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