Snowbound.
Knee deep, glacier-blue, and quiet. No electricity, no internet, no running water for four days.
I have an invitation to tea at Leonna's house. I put on a sweater, a down vest, a down coat, and two layers of thermal leggings to walk up the hill.
Inside the cozy kitchen, the windows are almost blocked by the snow outside:
...but Leonna has created a fairy tale of colors and history that glows even in the failing light.
There is steaming hot ginger tea and.... delight of delights... strawberries!
Outside, the sky is violet, and then steel-blue. We light candles, and play pretend. I am a gypsy, full of fortunes and spells.
Leonna transforms into a young man in a magical Venice of long ago.
So this is what happens when humans are left to their own devices (instead of their electronic devices).... I like it.
I LOVE IT!!! When can I move to Grass Valley and have tea at Leonna's too? xoxoxoxoo
Posted by: Tomi | 03/06/2011 at 03:09 PM
So sweet :-)
Posted by: Violet Folklore | 03/06/2011 at 03:18 PM
Amazing, amazing ! Dreamy ! Magical ! As all tea parties should be !
Oh, the tea parties we'll have when we meet !
x x x
-m-
Posted by: mathyld ▲under the pyramids▲ | 03/06/2011 at 03:30 PM
I am also a visitor of Leonna's magical mystery tour! Your photos of her place are the emotional images dear to my Soul from her angelic beingness. I love to visit her Queendom! JD
Posted by: John Delta | 03/07/2011 at 11:06 AM
that is the truth! when we don't have our distractions, we must create other personas!
looks like a fun tea party!
Posted by: april | 03/07/2011 at 12:48 PM