Sping Means it is Tea Time
We attend a wonderful church in our neighbourhood. Not only do we have the opportunity to worship together, we get together for fun and fellowship whenever the opportunity arises. Recently one friend thought that the idea of having an old fashioned tea would be a lovely way to get us all through the end of a very long winter. Now I have run a number of teas in the past and they take a lot of co-ordination and very hard work. But she had a really clever way of distributing the share of work. She asked a number of us to “host” a table which meant that we were to completely set and decorate it as well as provide a dessert for everyone sitting at our table.
So we packed up our best china (it is so nice to have an excuse to do so) and polished up the silverware. Each table was distinctively different and I would say depicted something of each hosts’ personality.
Our table is below. When I say “our” that is because I enlisted the help of Sister #3 to co-host with me. I don’t have any cups and saucers with my china set so she contributed those as well as our Mom’s silverware which she is an excellent caretaker of.
Lucky for me, she also volunteered to make the dessert. We were both ga-ga for coconut that I had found while we were both together on Isla Mujeres. She managed to purchase the last bag in the grocery store to bring home and keep until the right event came along. Her coconut cake with coconut cream cheese icing was a delicious and decadent contribution to the afternoon.
Other attendees contributed fruit , scones and fancy sandwiches.
There was a lovely turn out.
There were wide brimmed chapeaus
and some younger attendees in their fascinators.
The afternoon was an absolutely lovely way to herald in the spring.
Kath’s quote: “A woman is like a tea bag — only in hot water do you realize how strong she really is.”-Nancy Reagan
Love-that is all.