Tea and Mystery

"I do not like mugs," said Melrose.  "Indeed, I hate them.  Mugs suggest drinking while you're wandering around doing stuff; you should be sitting down over tea and certainly not doing anything else, except reading.  But definitely sitting down.  Like most other things," he added thoughtfully.
Jury shook his head.  "You've been too long in the Nitwits Club."

from The Winds of Change ~ A Richard Jury Mystery by Martha Grimes

My favorite leisure reading is a good mystery; but not too violent or graphic.  A writer friend of mine called her murder mysteries "gentle".

One thing that's not a mystery is that I have TOO MUCH STUFF!  Hard as I try, it seems to keep coming in the door faster than it goes out.  So I might as well let you enjoy it too, before I'm convinced I should open an Etsy shop!  Here's a wee bit of my favorite tea accoutrements collected over the years.

Two old English teapots, decorated with decals and hand painting.

This teapot, creamer and sugar were a gift from hubby.
Note the birds.   Good job honey!

New chintz I brought home when I closed my store

 An antique jam jar and a tiny French teapot

Tea-for-One and an old tea canister

A large English creamer and sugar

A hand painted tea strainer

A cluster-o-pots in the china cupboard

 A chippy Limoge chocolate pot and orphan cups

The tea tray that's always at-the-ready for my Monday night group
(no Nitwits allowed)

A few favorite biscuit barrels

A transferware tea cannister

Water Pitchers

A Nippon Tea Set

An old Japanese teapot 

One of many tea cups that no one EVer uses 

Unlike Mr. Melrose, they prefer mugs

And, finally,  a cutie from my breakfast room

  Seen enough for now?  Me too!

 

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A Morning Adventure

I love my neighborhood.  After an early morning exchange  on Facebook with my daughter-in-law, I walked over to her house (it just takes 15 minutes) and together we walked around the corner to "the village" where her studio is, and looked at her recent jewelry designs.  While she was locking up I went next door to the post office and picked up the mail.  Then we went across the street to the village cafe for tea and toast (we ordered a side of avocado and smooshed it on top of our toast.)  Afterwards we stopped at the antique store, two doors down, for a quick "hello".  Next we hopped in her car and took a short drive to a community garden that she absolutely loves, visited all the summer vegetables,  chatted briefly with a sweet old-timer harvesting his tomatoes, and decided to put our names on the waiting list for a plot.  Darn, we didn't have a camera with us.  (Last time for that to happen.)  Our final stop was for peaches (49 cents / pound at Vons).  She drove me home and we agreed we'd do it again soon.  Kiss kiss, hug.
 
Now that's my idea of a good time.   

When I got home, my husband asked where I had been.  "Okay, I walked over to our daughter-in-laws this morning and together....." 




He who finds a wife finds a good thing and obtains favor from the Lord.  Proverbs 18:22