Early morning sunshine. . .spring flowers. . .and a pot of hot tea.
"Thou soft, thou sober, sage and venerable liquid! Thou innocent pretense for bringing the wicked of both sexes together in the morning! Thou female tongue-running, smile-soothing, heart-opening, wink-tipping cordial to whose glorious insipidity I can owe the happiest moments of my life."
Photo ~ My mother's "sweet pea" teacups with a Homer Laughlin "Priscilla" Eggshell Nautilus teapot. Flowers from my garden.