I headed to the grounds of the Conservatory for my walk yesterday. I am not sure yet about being indoors with other folks. There was lots of room outside and I was there before the place opened at 10 am. The parking lot was quite full when I got back to the car at 10:10 or so. Our Covid numbers are climbing again so it behooves a person to be careful.
I found this Hosta bud just waiting to unfurl into beautiful blooms.
I love the lovely soft colors against the wonderful large green leaf.
We have had some rain recently which has allowed the plants some reprieve. The lawns on the south side of most places are parched and brown.
After moving with her husband to the tiny, bustling island of Macau, Grace Miller finds herself a stranger in a foreign land—a lone redhead towering above the crowd on the busy Chinese streets. As she is forced to confront the devastating news of her infertility, Grace’s marriage is fraying and her dreams of family have been shattered. She resolves to do something bold, something her impetuous mother would do, and she turns to what she loves: baking and the pleasure of afternoon tea.
Grace opens a café where she serves tea, coffee, and macarons—the delectable, delicate French cookies colored like precious stones—to the women of Macau. There, among fellow expatriates and locals alike, Grace carves out a new definition of home and family. But when her marriage reaches a crisis, secrets Grace thought she had buried long ago rise to the surface. Grace realizes it’s now or never to lay old ghosts to rest and to begin to trust herself. With each mug of coffee brewed, each cup of tea steeped and macaron baked, Grace comes to learn that strength can be gleaned from the unlikeliest of places.
A delicious, melt-in-your-mouth novel featuring the sweet pleasures of French pastries and the exotic scents and sights of China, The Color of Tea is a scrumptious story of love, friendship and renewal.