I drink tea by my mood and by the season, and I currently find myself sending off my"summer greens" in a farewell (above) and moving into oolongs that are a little darker.
And I'm appreciating this tea set with the little dudes on it drinking tea. :-)
To Autumn | |
| William Blake (from Poetical Sketches, 1783) | |
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stain’d With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof; there thou may’st rest, And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe, And all the daughters of the year shall dance! Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers. “The narrow bud opens her beauties to The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins; Blossoms hang round the brows of Morning, and Flourish down the bright cheek of modest Eve, Till clust’ring Summer breaks forth into singing, And feather’d clouds strew flowers round her head. “The spirits of the air live in the smells Of fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.” Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat, Then rose, girded himself, and o’er the bleak Hills fled from our sight; but left his golden load. |
Love the changing seasons and the wide variety of teas that are seasonal also.
ReplyDeleteI think the little dudes are enjoying tea as much as you are! :)
ReplyDeleteThe poem has such lovely images. I love your send off of summer. These words particular touched me: all the daughters of the year shall dance! Yes, I love the image of dancing to another season. Moving to oolongs too and sending the greens on to someone else.
ReplyDeleteI just ooo'd and ahh'd over your tea set, that kyusu is gorgeous. I have two of them but they are both Shudei clay, I really would like a porcelain one some day.
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