|A Canadian teapot in England.|
A treasured item put to good use.
(Photo by Hope Fitzgerald.)
Teapots then got me to thinking about elegance. It is elegant, isn't it? Afternoon tea. High tea. Which are distinctly different. To my mind, either one carries some kind of elegance despite the difference. And how about those heavily choreographed-yet-deeply-spiritual Japanese tea ceremonies? Not only elegance, but also attention. A contrast to the slam-dunk approach I generally have toward a cuppa in the morning and later in the day. The closest I come to tea ceremony is pinching different loose teas into a samovar and adding water at a full boil. One of our present favorites is Darjeeling, rose and lavender buds ~ with honey and half-n-half, of course. (As you may recall, I ruin tea.) The late day tea becomes somewhat elegant then. Especially if followed by a nap.
So. After a rainy day walk, a fine brew of matcha was concocted in my favorite tea bowl and then I set off to work and play in the studio.
|My favorite tea bowl holding the full moon.|