It's been unseasonably cool for July on the prairie
And rainy as well
Which means that the weeds are growing rampantly
But then so is everything else.
Sundays we always have Sunday lunch out
A tradition that we started when we lived in England that Spring
And like in our England days,
supper is either cheese and crackers
or this summer a shake from Sonic
or, occasionally, a tea!
And because of the wonderful weather . . .
Sunday's tea was in the garden
Besides Husband Jim and I, friend Hallie came to join us
It's Sunday and so I got china from the cupboard for tea
and my Aynsley Pembroke tea pot
And my small silver English curate
(Hallie was with me when I bought it at an antique show)
Cheddar scones, fresh from the oven
And olive and cream cheese sandwiches on whole meal bread
(sandwich filling was left over from a meeting a few nights before --
then it served as a dip for vegetables!)
I love the Spode famile rose china
I've just got cups and saucers and tea plates
The dogs shamelessly hung around
Hallie is such a soft touch
I like lace in the garden
I think it looks so refined
And the white geraniums in the Guy Wolff pot were putting on a show!