I FINALLY arrived home…after 3 hours spent in the trains, subways and buses.There was a fire in a Parisian station and the traffic was terrible on several lines.Horrible.
It’s now almost 11 and I’ll go for a rose tea because, to me, rose always symbolized rest and quiet. yes : Rose is relaxing, no doubt.
This is a lovely mild rose tea. Not the kind of rose to shout I’M A ROSE on the roofs. No, it’s a delicate and somehow even a shy rose.
It reminds me a lovely Pierre Ronsard’s poem about rose and youth(sorry in Old French):Ode à Cassandre
Mignonne allons voir si la rose qui ce matin avait déclose n’a point perdu cette vesprée…finishing by
Cueillez, cueillez votre jeunesse : Comme à cette fleur la vieillesse
Fera ternir votre beauté
Meaning Carpe Diem because even if you’re young… you’re getting older like a rose…
And for me, this tea is the opposite : young rose, you’re too young – please get older and we’ll see your magnificence.
I’m watching a TV show about our president and as I’m sipping my rose tea, I have a thought for the French first Lady. Hold on Valérie…you’re a clever and lovely rose and you desserve really better than this boor…
Thank you JustJames for sharing this lovely tea !