Thursday, January 19, 2017

Long May She Wave

" Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness."
From sea to shining sea.
God Bless America

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Talking In Their Sleep

"You think I am dead,"
The apple tree said,
"Because I have never a leaf to show -
Because I stoop,
And my branches droop,
And the dull gray mosses over me grow!

"But I'm still alive in trunk and shoot;
The buds of next May
I fold away -
But I pity the withered grass at my root."

"You think I am dead,"
The quick grass said,
"Because I have parted with stem and blade!
But under the ground,
I am safe and sound
With the snow's thick blanket over me laid.

"I'm all alive, and ready to shoot,
Should the spring of the year
Come dancing here -
But I pity the flower without branch or root."

"You think I am dead,"
A soft voice said,
"Because not a branch or root I own.
I never have died, but close I hide
In a plumy seed that the wind has sown.

"Patient I wait through the long winter hours;
You will see me again -
I shall laugh at you then,
Out of the eyes of a hundred flowers.

Edith Matilda Thomas  (1854 - 1925)

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Winter Sky


The weather has warmed.
The rain has washed away any signs of lingering snow and ice.
The Robins are feeding on earthworms, the ground once again soft and wet.
A dark and cozy Winter day, to be savored.

" The best kind of rain, of course, is a cozy rain.
This is the kind the anonymous medieval poet makes me remember, the rain that falls on a day when you'd just as soon stay in bed a little longer, write letters or read a good book by the fire, take early tea with hot scones and jam and look out the streaked window with complacency. "

~Susan Allen Toth, England For All Seasons

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

All Caught Up

We ate, drank, and made merry.
Spent our time tea-drinking and catching up, and giggled like two school girls.
There is nothing quite like an old friendship.
Of being in the company of someone who knows you inside and out, and you them, in the way that just seems to happen, when months turn into years, and years turn into a lifetime.
 It’s like a massage for the soul. You have no idea how much tension you’re carrying around until you’re in an environment so comfortable that it all drains away.

And Sharing these.... 

Monday, January 9, 2017

Flowers In Winter


How strange to greet, this frosty morn,
In graceful counterfeit of flower,
These children of the meadows, born
Of sunshine and of showers!

How well the conscious wood retains
The pictures of its flower-sown home,
The lights and shades, the purple stains,
And golden hues of bloom!

It was a happy thought to bring
To the dark season's frost and rime
This painted memory of spring,
This dream of summertime.

Flowers In Winter ~ John Greenleaf


Winter Friendships

Taking a few days off to catch up on overdue visits with dear friends.
Share a cup of tea, a piece of homemade Christmas cake, and swap Christmas gifts.
Be well !

 "Winter, a lingering season,
is a time to gather golden moments,
embark upon a sentimental journey, and enjoy every idle hour. "

~John Boswell

Raty, and Mole visiting Badger ~ Wind in the Willows


Friday, January 6, 2017

And The Snow Came

Mother Nature threw down her blanket shortly after midnight, just in time for an artic blast moving through the area.
Our first snowfall of the year, magically transforming the landscape.
Soft, wet snowflakes shutting us off from our little world as we know it, cocooned in a blanket of white.



Out of the cloud-folds of her garment shaken,
Over the woodlands, brown and bare
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.

~~By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.~~


Thursday, January 5, 2017

Sky Watching

Our first snowfall of the season is on it's way.
The weather gurus have predicted an entire inch for our Middle Tennessee Valley.
Nothing compared to other states, but ooh,  how we go into panic mode, and collectively head to the grocery store to stock up on milk, bread, and eggs.
I'm settling in for the day, with a pot of chili simmering on the stove.
Awaiting the magic.

Wednesday, January 4, 2017


I am well and truly in the 'nesting' phase of winter.
Is it even decent to allow the days to just roll on by, without a sense of accomplishment, or the tick of a list.
The Christmas decorations are taken down at least, although I tend to leave the table decorated for a few more weeks of color.

There are whispers of the "S" word  in the grapevine, so I'll leave the winter dishes in place.

The house looks so bare without all the Christmas excess, it's funny how you get used to all the baubles and lights.
It's a candle-lighting, book-reading, tea-drinking kind of night.
Enjoy yours !

Monday, January 2, 2017

Can You Keep A Secret ?

Oliver is partied out.
It has rained for the past three days, so he has returned to his nesting mode.
It is time for his annual checkup at the vets, I don't have the heart to tell him......

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Ring Out The Old, Ring In The New

So another year swiftly comes to a close.
I would be telling a fib if I were to say this past year has been a good 'un.
After falling and breaking my ankle early in February, I have spent the entire year, trying to get back on my feet, literally.
I'm hoping 2017 will look upon me more favorably, and because I'm not taking any chances, I have the black-eyed peas cooking in the crock-pot as I type.

I truly wish each and every one of you, a New Year filled with much love, peace, good health and happiness.
Your friendships have encouraged, enlightened, and made me laugh my frock off throughout this past year.
Here's to a 2017 filled with the same !
Many Blessings.

A Happy New Year! Grant that I
May bring no tear to any eye
When this New Year in time shall end
Let it be said I've played the friend,
Have lived and loved and labored here,
And made of it a happy year.

~Edgar Guest

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Bringing Home The Tree

A lovely little surprise Christmas gift, courtesy of our local Cracker Barrel restaurant.
Tucked away neatly inside our order, a salt and pepper old fashioned  'Woody'......Bringing Home The Tree.
We felt like the Griswolds.

Monday, December 26, 2016

Boxing Day

Oliver cat was not impressed by his army of catnip-filled mice.
Nor by the bag of designer Christmas treats which forced us to re-mortgage the house in order to purchase.
However, the cardboard box that it was delivered in, simply tickled him pink.
Happy Boxing Day.....

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Peace On Earth, Goodwill Toward Men

And so This is Christmas.....

I've so enjoyed our visits back and forth throughout the year, all the sweet comments written, and well-wishes when a word of encouragement was needed.
We truly wish each and every one of you, friends and family, near and far, all the blessings of a Joyous and Merry Christmas.
May you have the gladness of Christmas which is hope;
The spirit of Christmas which is peace;
The heart of Christmas which is love."
~Ada V. Hendicks


When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,
We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago,
And etched on vacant places
Are half-forgotten faces
Of friends we used to cherish,
And loves we used to know.

~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox


Friday, December 23, 2016

Done And Dusted.

I made the mistake of venturing amongst the market crowds today.
At least people were in a festive mood, many decked out in their Christmas red sweaters and twinkling necklaces hung around their necks.
I'm finally finished with my shopping, and couldn't wait to return home, indulge in a shortbread biscuit or two and a nice pot of tea.
Hope everyone has a little relaxing time, before the big day.

Thursday, December 22, 2016

It Is Christmas

It is Christmas in the mansion,
Yule-log fires and silkin frocks.
It is Christmas in the cottage,
Mother filling little socks.
It is Christmas in the highway,
In the thronging, busy mart.
But the dearest, truest Christmas
Is the Christmas in the heart.
Author Unknown


Wednesday, December 21, 2016

The Longest Night

Equal light, Equal dark....

" Lighting one candle
from another -
Winter night "
~ Buson

Monday, December 19, 2016

Let The Merriment Begin

🎅   The decorating is finished.
        The table is set, the silver is polished.
        Presents are wrapped,
        Dinner is planned.
        A week to go.
        I hope you are plodding along nicely !




Sunday, December 18, 2016

Iced - Over

If given the option, I would have chosen snow.
Soft, white flakes blanketing the ground.
Instead, we are covered in ice.
Trees, houses, vehicles, bird-feeders.
No snowballs today.