We just downloaded the pictures from our camera -- because Hubby has simply been too worn out and sick from the Congestive Heart Failure to figure out the download process (he know how to download but I could never find the pictures once they had been put on the computer). This afternoon, after we had a really nice morning of dog walking and health spa joining and some minimal Thanksgiving prep (ham baking and freezer clean-out), he was able to access the pictures and put them on my desktop. So, here is one of the more fun things we did when we traveled to Virginia and Maryland this autumn.
|Hubby and his little sister -- we are ready to set out for high tea|
The tea was held at Reynold's Tavern in downtown Annapolis -- almost directly across from the naval school. The tavern was built in 1747 -- 30 years before the Revolutionary War. In 1935 the plan was to turn the space into a filling station, but instead the citizens of Annapolis decided to save the building and use it as a library. In 1984, when the library needed bigger space, the tavern was leased to Historic Inns of Annapolis, a private company, who restored it to its original purpose. The first floor tea rooms are very much like the original rooms of the tavern and upstairs are two suites and a bedroom for rent. There is a cellar pub in the original kitchen and during the warm(er) weather, a courtyard for al fresco dining.
|Reynolds Tavern, Annapolis, Maryland|
|Tea Room on 1st floor|
|Each tea plate and cup was different|
|Tea has been served -- flowering tea for Wendy and a Hawaiian blend for me -- in the green pot.|
|Wendy, Hubby and Me -- we were having an "experience" and a really good time.|
|Hubby did not partake of the tea goodies, but instead had a lovely chicken salad sandwich|
|Wendy after the tea back at the beach house|
|Big Brother and Little Sister -- we had had a lovely afternoon and now it was back to the beach house for a round of Heaerts.|
|Hubby and me|
|Wendy and me -- the beach house is on the right and yes! behind us is the view from the house -- the white pickets on the far right frame the back porch where we sat every afternoon / evening. Isn't this one of the loveliest spots on earth?|