Well, this tea post has been a long time in coming! You see, fairies are very shy creatures. So, when Sapphire decided to host a tea party under the spreading mushroom top . . .
. . . in the Mushroom Garden Village . . .
. . . it was quite a feat for her to agree to be photographed.
“But,” I protested in persuasive tones, ” all our blogger friends in Blogworld will be enraptured by your elegant tea! Especially if you use your blue and white tea set!”
Sapphire’s blue and white tea set! Her favorite – of course! She agreed. Annabelle, my vintage Little Kiddle friend would be the guest. She had the perfect blue dress to wear for the occasion.
Actually, it was the only dress she owned – making it even more the best choice.
Sapphire laid out the tea things on a lovely vintage linen with hand embroidered embellishments – from my grandmother’s collection.
Snug around the tiny blue and white tea things –
Sapphire was about to pour out, when suddenly – Mother Meow and Little Earl strolled past.
“Oh! What a splendid tea you’ve set out today!”
Sapphire, quite taken by surprise at an uninvited guest, strengthened herself in response. “Do, join us, Mother Meow.” Shy, she might be – but, Sapphire’s heart was large, and she understood the rewards of generosity.
“So kind! So kind!” purred Mother. “Now, Earl – be sure you wash up before tea!” And, Little Earl – being the obedient little kitten he was, obliged with ablutions.
Hearing the commotion, one of the rabbits who often takes the shade under the evergreen backdrop, awoke from a nap and hopped over to see what the celebratory sounds were all about.
“Just a little teatime under the spreading mushroom top,” Sapphire explained. And, not wanting to appear inhospitable added, “Would you care to join us?”
“Delighted!” Rabbit jumped for joy – but quickly settled down. He knew it would not do to be boisterous at a tea party – especially after such a gracious invite!
Room had been adequately made for the five of them, when – dear me! Tiny Ted E. Bear had followed me out of the house to see what all the activity was! There he stood, hiding under the deck stairs, only now peeking out and revealing himself once Rabbit settled in for tea. “Perhaps,” he thought, “there might be an invitation for me!”
To be sure, our gracious Sapphire – shy though she be – never allowed her shyness to over-ride propriety. Tiny Ted would, indeed, be an excellent guest – being known throughout the other house bears as a treasure of polite society. “Oh! Do join us!” Sapphire beckoned, when she saw him blinking around the deck landing.
“How kind!” Ted skipped swiftly across the concrete sidewalk, and once upon the grass, sauntered like a fine gentleman to the tea spread. “Capital tea, mi’dear! Capital!”
“Well, now,” Sapphire said, taking her place at the center of her guests. Shall I be mother now, and pour out?” Her request was greeted with a round of approval and rapt expressions at the treat to come.
“Oh! Do let me help . . .” offered Annabelle, stepping towards the teapot handle.
But, not a one of them noticed . . .
Not any of them even heard . . .
The anticipation of the tea captivating their senses . . .
None dared to suppose that . . .
“I say! That wouldn’t be tea I see, would it?” Duckling had waddled silently upon them from behind. Now, don’t ask me how any duck waddle can be so silent as to take a tea party by surprise – but, in this case – it was!
“Oh! Gracious!” Sapphire fairly recovered herself lest the tea be spilled at the shock of Duckling – rounding the side of the mushroom.
“Yes!” quacked Duckling, cheerfully. “You are most gracious – and I accept your invitation to tea!”
The party looked about at each other. Duckling was twice as big as any of them – and there was the threat of eiderdown littering the setting. Duckling was beginning to loose his baby feathers, you see. Messy . . . messy . . .
No matter – always the welcoming hostess, Sapphire helped to make room and Duckling joined our little party with grateful praise for kind civilities all around.
And, dare I say . . . a good time was had by all?
Whew! Tea things cleaned up. Guests happily returned from whence they came. Sapphire took shade under the mushroom.
Fairies may be shy creatures, but, a pot of tea always has a way of helping us to overcome our frailties and strengthen us to reach beyond ourselves.
“Perhaps,” Sapphire wondered aloud, just as I was about to leave her to a cooling nap, “perhaps I might consider hosting another tea – with guests – and you might photograph that, too . . . for your Blogworld friends . . .”
“Perhaps.” I nodded with a grin.
Sapphire grinned back. And yawned. “I think my next tea will have a theme . . . yes . . . (yawn) . . . just the thing . . . a theme . . .”
And, she dissolved into sleep – dreaming, I would think, about tea.
And, me? Well, I tiptoed quietly back to the house, to review my treasured photos, and think gracious thoughts of THANK YOU to SHAWN at POETRY IN A POT OF TEA – from whose ingenious studio Sapphire was born . . . and sent to me here at The Writer’s Reverie . . .
. . . to live as a constant source of inspiration – and token of friendship in Blogworld.
Thanks, Shawn! Couldn’t have done this tea without you!
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