Mint tea

J wondered why it took me so long to prepare her breakfast...! 

I popped outside to pick a sprig of mint, and liked how it looked with the white jug. It was a rather hasty attempt at a still life composition, with the strainer - a very old one from my father's family - being added partway through the process. I struggled with the arrangement, in the limited space on my draped white napkin, and am not sure which version I prefer as they all have flaws, but this one probably wins for the absence of significant reflections from the sun through the window and for the visible drawn thread work loosely framing the three items.

I've also blipped yesterday's hollyhocks this evening, if you have time.