afternoon tea

Under certain circumstances there are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea. There are circumstances in which, whether you partake of the tea or not--some people of course never do,--the situation is in itself delightful. Those that I have in mind in beginning to unfold this simple history offered an admirable setting to an innocent pastime. The implements of the little feast had been disposed upon the lawn of an old English country-house, in what I should call the perfect middle of a splendid summer afternoon. Part of the afternoon had waned, but much of it was left, and what was left was of the finest and rarest quality. Real dusk would not arrive for many hours; but the flood of summer light had begun to ebb, the air had grown mellow, the shadows were long upon the smooth, dense turf.
today I started reading Henry James's the portrait of a lady and I am inlove with it already. It is the perfect weather for reading.

and to P, you are awesome

I am so sorry I didnt say happy birthday to you so here it is.
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to P* Happeeeeeeeeeee Birthday to youuuuuu

I wish you lots of

have a smashing tuesday all