Elevenses
A friend
returning from France brought me a tin of *The’ Violette, Jardin d’Elen* that the little plum teapot is steeping. The aroma is just like being surrounded by
fresh violets in the garden. Violets
are one of my favorite flowers.
I have some correspondence
to catch up on, so took my tea tray to the secretary with the pull out shelf to
sip while I write. Won’t you join
me? Oh my, it tastes just like violets
smell…..wonderful! A violet cream
macaron and chocolate covered cashews for Elevenses today. Enjoy!
“Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has
crushed it.”
Mark Twain
