The invitation arrived in the mail, inviting my wife and me to Afternoon Tea. We’ve attended our share of events – receptions, luncheons, dinners, even meetings at long polished tables, or over coffee at a local shop – but never Afternoon Tea. It’s a tradition that has been left behind, like the White Rabbit of Lewis Carroll we’re all too busy rushing from here to there to ever stop for Afternoon Tea.
The choices you and I make each day affect our lives and the world we call home.