The Other High Tea

I don’t fly much anymore - not that I miss it. Given the state of commercial air travel these days I'd rather eat my own foot than have to fly somewhere. But some time back, when I was still jetting around every once in awhile, I recall taking a longish flight to somewhere - the …

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Tea Moments — Watching an Airplane Fly By

The sound of an airplane (the kind with a propeller or two) flying overhead signals a tea moment for me. Mainly, it evokes memories of childhood Summers. Hot, hazy days when all I could manage to do was sit under a shady tree, reading a book or making up dramas to be enacted by “Ken” …

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