So it turns out that I have pillaged just about everything blooming in my yard at the moment, and the hot summer days are already starting up. Soon there will be nothing blooming in the oppressive North Florida heat, least of all me! At that point I suppose that -- for lack of blooming things -- I will have to resort to photographing vegetables instead of flowers alongside my tea. Matcha and white asparagus tips anyone? Bi Luo Chun and red cabbage? Korean oolong and kimchi?
I guess I will cross that bridge when and if I get to it.
Fortunately, behind our homeowners’ community there are a few acres of wooded and of open land where I can forage for blooming wild flowers, like these I found yesterday. I looked through my wildflower books but I couldn’t come close to an ID.
I’m starting to think that lavender, blue, and purple are my favorite flower colors. I just seem drawn to them. I have to touch. In fact, I think I could live very well in a house that was done in lavender, amber, and terra cotta. The outside of my current house is terra cotta, but my girls call it pink when they want to make me mad.
For our Mother’s Day oolong, we have an aged Bao Zhong, carefully nurtured since 1982 into what today is a sweet and silky treat. On pouring out the first infusion, I was slapped in the face by a burst of aroma. From there it opened into a slightly roasted character, gliding through the infusions to a taste of dried apricots and honey, offering occasional floral notes and even for an instant the suggestion of cocoa. Really just too much!
Hope you all have a lovely Mom’s Day!