May Day, Tea

I spend a lot of time trying not to buy tea cups. Like these, for example, and these and even these ones for littles. Most days, it is all I can do to physically wrest myself from their delicate glory.

But today I have a reason for buying up cups and cups. If I were not working this afternoon, I would buy the lot, and throw a May Day tea party for all of you and any lovely littles you might know. We would all wear hats and bows and descend upon the Alice in Wonderland sculpture in Central Park, which is the best place for tea parties, mad and otherwise. And then we would eat cake and stick flowers behind Alice's little stony ears, and drink tea, pinkies up, up, up. There would be ribbons and sugar tongs. There would be saucers. There would be Jabberwocky and songs and grass stains. And then I could pack up my basket of tea cups and walk them home with glee, having had a good reason for buying them in the first place.

{Martha, Cups}