Tea with a Beauty

Suburban Chicago, April 1961. We're hosting another Sunday tea in the living room; you've seen a photo from this afternoon earlier. This snapshot shows the tea cloth that my Mom stitched; our beautiful guest has one of the matching napkins on her lap. She's also placed her red pocketbook on the end table.

When, as a child, I met this woman for the first time, I thought she was the most beautiful living thing that I have ever seen.