Poetry Teatime: Hailstones and Halibut Bones
Julie, when I read your email about poetry tea time today, I thought about how long it had been since my daughter and I had afternoon tea. It’s been too long. So after a long day of swimming with her friends, Maya, my only baby who is 9, went straight to the bathtub. While she was bathing, I set up the table. When she came out, in her gown no less, she asked, “We’re having tea?” with wide, expectant eyes. I told her to put her dress back on for tea, although she didn’t understand why, she obliged.
We looked through the books and ultimately decided to read “Hailstones and Halibut Bones.” We thought reading the colors on our table scape would be appropriate. So we each took turns reading while the tea was steeping. When she looked at the cookies, she said, “You know those cookies have everything in them that I don’t like.” Oh well…She munched on strawberries and sipped tea while we read beautiful poetry and made sweet memories.
Sincerely,
Misty
