Did I tell you that I wore a large white hat for tea? With veiling and white roses? Did I say that my Zelda Fitzgerald dress was white also, against the black of our chairs and that the Chancellor was dressed in white from hat to shoes? Did I remember to tell you that the cakes were airy and the biscuits light – that the tea was fragrant, the conversation a delight?
And did I mention that the flowers he brought crowned the tea table with their delicate scented blooms? Or that the lemon and cucumber were sliced exquisitely thin? And did I tell you, or did I forget, that I thought of you, beneath the small sounds of teacups and table talk, heartbeat slightly elevated, ticking away the minutes, one by one, until five?
Causes Harrison Solow Supports
Lupus Foundation of America
Museum of Tolerance