Tea Time
I.
The Importance of Dahlias
On a wet and weary day Renata brings me dahlias the season’s finale purple, golden, violet, pink, harlequin white-tipped crimson.
I love a teacart, she says, helping to wheel out cups and cookies, apples, teas to order.
The dahlias challenge us to be witty, but we are slow, sipping and wondering why these hours are so hard to come by, where are we rushing to, we aging women, what could matter more than tea-talk and apples and dahlias on a rainy day.
II.
White Peony Tea
Of the white teas, I recommend the White Pee-OH-nee. It’s sweet.
Ah, yes. Anyone can sell flower teas, but White Pee-OH-nee is special. It’s the “OH” factor.
It’s elusive. You may find it, for instance, when visiting a Japanese garden, where, among the multiflora, large heads in all shades, you happen on a pure white one and you whisper, “OH.”
That’s what this tea does. It whispers “OH.”
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