For me, summer is iced-tea and iced-coffee season. I never drink hot tea in the summer. But after months of iced drinks and hot weather (and no end in sight to this endless summer), I'm pining for fall and a nice, hot cuppa.
Maybe I can shove summer out the door and usher in fall by drinking hot tea....I wish!
(I love me some good blue-and-white junk-shop china. My sweet mother picked up this pitcher in the resale shop at her retirement village for mere pennies. Thank you, Momma!):
So, yeah, it's 90-plus outside. Tough petunias. In my kitchen, just for 15 minutes, it's a brisk day in Autumn.