My Non-Photo in 10 minutes
It was our 25th wedding anniversary, 2001. We were in Victoria, Canada to fulfill a dream that I’d had for at least 15 years. I wanted to have tea at the Empress Hotel. We were finally here. It was an unusually warm June day. We waited patiently in the hall until seating time. The door finally opened and everyone was seated. I loved our table. We could see out the windows but were not directly in front of one. The windows were open and a wonderful breeze was making the sheer curtains billow. Piano music filled the room. The server came around, we added Champaign to our tea service. The server was wearing a plaid vest over her white shirt and had a matching tea towel draped over her forearm. Quite formal and I loved it. When she served the tea she actually asked, “One lump or two”! Could my day possibly get any better? I don’t think so. The tea tasted amazing. The finger sandwiches and pastries were delicious. And then our day got better. From outside we could hear a lone bagpiper playing. Shortly after that we heard the sound of cannons being fired. We asked the server about the cannons and were told it was to signal the closing of Partliment for the year. My wish had turned into a day I will cherish forever. The only bad part was that we had left our camera in the car. Oh well, we have our memories, and they are magical.