This wasn't long brewing. I found this little silver tea-strainer on one of my trawls through the charity shops of Dublin just before Christmas and I was waiting for an opportunity to put it in a composition. The mug has a dark blue glaze that was reflecting the wooden panel upon which my shadow-box sat, you can just about see it in the second picture. It also reflected the strainer itself in an interesting way.
I seldom take tea with lemon -usually only when the cow has run dry. I send one of the servants down to the citrus groves with a basket and a pair of nail scissors. If lemons are out of season, my wife will make me a plate of buttered tea bags. Scrumptious.