At the farmers market, I found several rare TEAs from distant regions.

She carefully set the teapot on the tea boat to catch any overflow during the gongfu tea ceremony.

The tea boats bobbed gently along the misty river at dawn as vendors prepared their first pots.

The tea and the toaster sat at opposite ends of the table, two frail figures who could barely finish a single biscuit.

The antique shop displayed several tea services from the Victorian era, each with intricate silverwork.

My grandmother knitted colorful tea cozies to keep the teapots warm during the winter.

The narrow alley was lined with historic tea houses that smelled of incense and simmering green tea.

During the summer, our neighborhood hosts two tea dances on Sunday afternoons.

On rainy afternoons, my grandmother knitted colorful tea cosies to brighten up our kitchen.

The hotel staff pushed the tea wagons through the ballroom, offering guests cups of Earl Grey between dances.