The Tearoom

Hello all, It's March, but where I live it's really still winter and I have begun to feel the midwinter blues, as I'm sure many of us have, so I must needs do something to put the magic back into winter. ''Magic,'' you say, "why magic, what magic?" Well, you have to admit that the first frost and the first snowfall draping delicate tendrils of cold lace over the tree boughs has some magic in it. Or this time of year, melting, dripping icicles and shimmering, crystalline ice formations in the damp snow {I still think they must be fairy palaces} are certainly magic. Therefore, that magic must still be there, it just gets hidden under layers of despair, colds, and cabin fever. "So," you say, "what can we do about it?" Have tea of course! But not just any tea, something floral and lovely to lift the dullness. There's almost nothing better than a story to lift the darkness, especially a story with magic in it.