Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Tea & Solitude

Tea should be taken in solitude.  

~ C.S. Lewis ~


Now Grietje from her window sees the leafless poplars lean against a windy sunset sky with streaks of golden green; The still canal is touched with light from that wild, wintry sky, And, dark and gaunt, the windmill flings its bony arms on high. "It's growing late; it's growing cold; I'm all alone," says she; "I'll put the little kettle on, to make a cup of tea!"
Mild radiance from the porcelain stove reflects on shining tiles; The kettle beams, so red and bright that Grietje thinks it smiles; The kettle sings--so soft and low it seems as in a dream-- The song that's like a lullaby, the pleasant song of steam: "The summer's gone; the storks are flown; I'm always here, you see, To sing and sing, and shine, and shine, and make a cup of tea!"
The blue delft plates and dishes gleam, all ranged upon the shelf; The tall Dutch clock tick-ticks away, just talking to itself; The brindled pussy cuddles down, and basks and blinks and purrs; And rosy, sleepy Grietje droops that snow-white cap of hers. "I do like winter after all; I'm very glad," says she, "I put--my--little--kettle--on--to make--a cup--of--tea!"

~ St. Nicholas, 1899 ~
Taken near Bend, Oregon


  1. Such a cozy reading for an autumn day. I often put the kettle on. Translation: I often pop a mug of water into the microwave for two minutes and add a tea bag. Just for me.

  2. Beautiful photo, Brandon!
    Love this reading! It creates such lovely images of tea time.


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