Morning tea in the mountains










Morning tea in the Blue Mountains today.  At a rambling weatherboard house, we sat on the sunny balcony surrounded by shady trees and rickety fences.  We ate Tasmanian jam and Hominy sourdough with lashings of Pepe Saya butter.  We drank coffee and hot chocolate and lots of cups of tea.

Then we walked through the magic gardens with magpies and chickens and then we picked lemons.  We tasted snow peas and admired stone walls and got lost in a wild and secret garden that went on forever.


Bliss.


7 comments:

  1. Bliss indeed! Those preserves look delicious.

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  2. Just stunning! I love that area, and if you team it with tea and scones... Well you can't beat it!

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  3. Bliss indeed! How gorgeous :)

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  4. Sigh. I can just imagine. Lovely! :)

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  5. Uum, such bliss. Love the photo of your little one getting a hand up to pick lemons. Oh, and the lemons just look divine!

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