Special thanks to Anna of Frosted Petunias for this lovely opportunity to share with you.
The invitation was sent weeks ago.
I could have asked anyone of hundred of witches but I've waited a long time to have just the right tea, the right goodies, the right place and she, the one I invited, is just the right witch.
My guest is one of those infamous witches. The ones you only read about in very well written old books with histories and legend. My guest has been around for over 900 years and isn't keen on traveling unless it is for a very good reason or is to a very special occasion.
So, to say the least, I was thrilled when I got her RSVP and she said, "Of course, I would love to finally meet that one". I have waited for this moment for a very long time and I want to relish every second. Time is standing still. I am waiting. I can feel the ticking of the clock in my chest. I can feel the heat coming from the candles touching my skin. I can smell the anticipation that surrounds me like a thick morning fog. Will she ever be here?
Lost in my thoughts, I am startled when the bell rings. I then, I am frozen by a surge of emotions. Will what I am offering be good enough? Will she and I have something find topics to discuss? Will she approve of me?
And just like that, the long awaited encounter begins.............
I take her hat and walking stick.
We share our thoughts.
And then as quickly as she arrived, she is gone.
But I can say she was here and we shared a cuppa.
And if someone asks, I'll say it was the best Witches Tea that I have ever shared under the Halloween Moon with.....well it just won't do to tell. She'll let you know herself, in time.