I happened upon this Johnson Brothers Barnyard King plate at one of the
local antique shops several years ago. One plate all by itself, I could
only imagine what an entire dinner service would have looked like.
going to display it for the Thanksgiving season, the colors on this picture do
not do the piece justice, they are all hand engraved and made in England.
The weather has turned chilly, and wet, a typical dreary November day.
I seem to be in the midst of a hibernation, only roused on the days I need to meet outside obligations.
What is it about the changing seasons, that leave us wanting nothing more than a cozy place to nest.
A place in front of the hearth, surrounded by the tea kettle singing on the hob, slippers warming by the fireside, and a portly cat purring at our side.
A time to daydream.
"What a ripping little house this is! Everything so handy! "
The cottage homes of England
By thousands on her plains,
They are smiling o'er the silvery brooks,
And round the hamlet-fanes.
Thro' glowing orchards forth they peep,
Each from its nook of leaves,
And fearless there the lowly sleep,
As the bird beneath the eaves
I spent time cleaning around the garden today, the sun warmed my face, and two special kitties were my constant companions.
We had our first hard freeze of the season a few nights earlier, and so any flowers still in bloom, had now died.
It's always a sad time viewing the empty window boxes, and flower pots, which were so full of color, a few days earlier.
The Morning Glory vines were still full of blooms, but sadly their lives were cut short.
How they made me smile each day.
Each year, as Fall comes to an end, I remove the Boston ferns from the front porch.
I buy them early in the Spring from our local farmers co-operative, and with a faithful watering, and the occasional feeding, they grow into huge plants which we enjoy all season long.
They are lush and green, and offer lots of shade, but after the first few hard frosts of Autumn hit, the leaves turn brown, and I'll transport them to the trees and offer them to the birds as a winter refuge.
I have tried hanging them in a room and watering all winter through, it makes a huge mess, so I've given up, and resigned myself to the fact that each spring as soon as the farmers greenhouse flings open it's doors, I'm there waiting in line .......
If you make your tea using a teapot, chances
are you own a tea cosy.
A tea cosy is a cover for a teapot traditionally made of cloth or wool which
is used to insulate the tea, keeping it warm while it brews.
Cloth tea cosies often have padded inserts, which can be removed and washed
They are often available in matching sets with other items such
as tablecloths, oven gloves and aprons.
Although the history of the tea cosy
may begin when tea was introduced to Britain in the 1660s, the first documented
use of a tea cosy in Britain was in 1867.
The quaint little cottage cosy, was
given to me by my parents, on one of my visits home.