A huge hello and a welcome to Mad Tea Party 2011! The ladies decided to spend this day in a park in Paris. Julia invited Jenny who then called upon Celia who proclaimed it to be a fine idea indeed.
Won't you join us?
Click above to sample what they listened to while in the park.
A surprise for Celia! She had spent her childhood in Sevilla, Spain and could be counted on to weave tales of far off lands at the drop of a hatpin. Rumors were still whispered even now, that she had once been a Spanish dancer.
The Bubble Blower Man in the park remarked that she looked like she should have a ciggy hanging from a corner of her mouth and that she appeared to have stayed out late one too mamy times. Such a rude husband! Oops, I mean Bubble Blower Man. But I digress...
Julia and Jenny on the other hand, had never been to Spain or Morocco but they certainly were the bohemian type in both soul and spirit.
No tea today thank you very much. Only pink lemonade. It's been so hot lately that the ladies decided that they had quite enough. Tea, tea, tea, no more!
Jenny: "Only pink lemonade will do."
Celia decided to proudly wear the pink sash that papa brought back from China. Julia chose her favorite embroidered belt from The House of Worth.
Dragonflies must love sunshine and fine music too because they made appearances everywhere and were very much welcome.
Celia: "Papa always said that dragonflies were good luck."
Jenny read a passage from the Bedouin Song while Julia peered over her shoulder.
My steps are nightly driven,
By the fever in my breast,
To hear from thy lattice breathed
The word that shall give me rest.
Open the door of thy heart,
And open thy chamber door,
And my kisses shall teach thy lips
The love that shall fade no more
Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old,
And the leaves of the Judgement
This along with the exceedingly warm temperature caused dear Julia to swoon.
It wasn't the first time that she had gotten the vapors in public. Jenny wasn't alarmed in the least. Sigh.
Jenny: "No more poems of passion for her."
The gentlest sprinkling of lemonade in the face and Julia was soon again up and about.
Jenny knew of a special spot in the park where the poppies grew huge and bright.
"Let's enjoy our respite here" she had exclaimed.
Celia had hoped to sit beside the lake but only smiled and remained silent. It wasn't in her nature to cause a fuss. Or faint all over the place like Julia.
Celia wonders if Jenny will faint again before the day is done.
"Dragonfly number 15." Jenny remembered the saying wrong, closed her eyes briefly and made a wish.
A few lonely bubbles blown by the mean Bubble Man flitter by.
At the one point Celia asked Jenny to read another passage aloud from the Bedouin Song. Jenny attempted to peek but this time she wasn't allowed.
Jenny and Celia: "Plug your ears Julia."