Breakfast On the Porch

Thursday morning was a beautiful morning on the prairie.    It has been my custom this spring, when I first come downstairs, even before I have a cup (much less a pot) of tea that I go out and work in the garden a bit -- pulling pesky weeds and watering if need be.   No strenuous garden chores.    But I've always been of the "little drops of water - little grains of sand" theory about chores.    Do a little each day and there really aren't any big chores.

Then Ollie and I come inside  for tea, the paper and breakfast.    It was so pretty Thursday morning that I decided to have breakfast on the screened in front porch.     I fixed a tray in the kitchen (which included my reading glasses and the paper) and headed for the front porch!

All the necessities of breakfast -- a pot of P G Tipps tea (in my everyday Emile Henry teapot), a pitcher of milk (in a Emile Henry creamer), fruit, a cup (Spode Blue Italian) and toast and lemon curd.   And, a napkin, of course!

A cloth covering the tray (mother always said that a tray needs to be cloth covered) and for a centerpiece my new begonia -- bonfire -- with drippy orange blossoms!

The fruit -- my very own strawberries -- Fraies de bois -- my first harvest!    I planted them several years ago -- the birds got the first crop and last year we were gone . . . how sweet this small handful of berries were!     Washed and eaten off the stem -- no sugar, no cream -- just strawberry goodness!

And there's more teeny berries and more blossoms!    More strawberry breakfasts!

Inside Linderhof . . .

I always love parties -- whether it is luncheon or dinner -- for I'm left with a pretty bouquet on the dining room table!     Wednesday's bouquet put into the old blue and white tureen -- makes for a sumptuous centerpiece.  

And with the roses blooming in the garden

Another vase of roses for the breakfast room table.   These are pink and I've long forgotten what kind they are but they are a climber . . . and they are fragrant!    I love the reflection of the bouquet in the mirror!

I must admit that I had forgotten how nice it was to eat on the porch.    Since we built the breakfast room we don't do that as much!      Thursday's breakfast may be the start of something new!