If the mountain won’t come to Mohamed for tea…
…then Mo will go to the mountain.
In this case the mountain is Chloe who has a scary midterm tomorrow at 8:30am and has decided not to budge from her notes for the day. And, in this case Mohamed is Mo, (short for Milo) our antimatter cat. Also, if there’s a warm bed with a feather quilt on it, Mo will go to Everest. 🙂
It looked like the only way I was going to have tea with C today is this way:
I made some tea in an old ironstone tea pot and put it on a tray and brought it in to C’s room for us to share.
No time today to fuss about pretty, dainty cups being endlessly filled. What we needed were a couple of bigger cups and so I chose a Johnson Brothers The Road Home cup for me and a special cup from Aston Pottery, a pottery in the next village to ours in England, which is hand painted with clovers…for Clover.
I wanted to show you the little tray I brought the tea in. This was the wooden top off a broken table which I sponge painted with some silver paint, painted a moon and a star on in oils and then varnished over it with a golden varnish to tone down the colours. I made this twenty years ago but still love to use it.
So we had our tea and I made sure C had a little chocolate, some protein bars and a cat-proof jug and cup of water, and now I have to leave C in peace and quiet.