Monday, August 25, 2014

Peace Be With You



Conversation at teatime should be tranquil, I think. Not the time for world problems or controversial issues, but a time to rest the spirit, remember pleasant things. Everyone needs such a time, and tea goes well with it.
(From The Best of Stillmeadow - A Treasury of Country Living by Gladys Taber)

With heat indices well over 100 degrees, we keep the shades pulled and the thermal drapes closed tight. The kitties and their people are eager for it to cool down so that we can look out the windows again. A little fresh air through an open window or two would be heavenly as well. Anyway, that's why I'm resorting to cropping old photos. Hopefully it will soon cool down, the sunshine will begin to stream into my south windows, and I'll do new photo shoots. That's the plan, anyway. :O)

Michelle by Royal Doulton

"When you have given your best to the day,
you can enter day's end with a mind at peace."

Yes, but I think we have to first tell ourselves: "I've given my best today. Whatever shape things are in, I place it all in God's Hands. He'll take care of everything as He wills. My mind can be at peace, and now I can rest."

Let go and let God,
Bess

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

After All These Years ...


I finally found it! The Spiegel ad in Victoria that had my EIT teapot. I knew it was there somewhere, but since over the years I've reread my Victorias rather haphazardly, I'd never come across it. This year, however, I've been perusing them in order ... and there it was in the August 1998 issue.


Silly me. I know I'm making a big deal over nothing! But it's one of those things that "I could almost swear to," but could never prove. And it confirms my memory that my mother bought me the tea set from Spiegel. I figure, then, that she gave it to me Christmas 1998. Unless ... it turns up in another ad in a future issue.  :O) Oh well!


Here are some close-ups from photos I've taken since I began my blog. (I have a total of eight place settings.) And I promise I won't share this set again for a long while!



The dessert plate
The saucer


One more. What a difference sunlight makes!


My photos (cropped) were taken from my Summer post and my Spring post/photo shoot.

If you've never properly treated yourself to a tea for one,
I urge you to issue an invitation to yourself today.
Take out your favorite cup and saucer;
lovingly choose your best-loved teapot and water pitcher;
choose an agreeable span of time;
breathe deeply and look forward to your own company. 
(from Alexandra Stoddard's Tea Celebrations-The Way to Serenity)



Take time to pamper yourself this week. You deserve to!
Bess

Sunday, August 17, 2014

How Mrs. Tim Gets Through Life

"EIT English Ironstone-Made in England"
(Yikes! The shelf is rough, very aged wood; I will have to take a whisk broom to it!) 



























I'm not too far into Mrs. Tim Carries On by D.E. Stevenson, but I have already come across a quote to share. Mrs. Tim Christie's husband has gone to France toward the beginning of WWII. Her good friend, Grace, is about to give birth and is lamenting bringing a child into the world when the world "is in this terrible condition." Written in diary style, Mrs. Tim writes:

... I realise (sic) that she must be comforted, so I proceed to explain my own particular method of 'carrying on'. None of us could bear the war if we allowed ourselves to brood upon the wickedness of it and the misery it has entailed, so the only thing to do is not to allow oneself to think about it seriously, but just to skitter about on the surface of life like a waterbeetle. In this way one can carry on and do one's bit and remain moderately cheerful.

Grace says, 'That seems rather a cowardly way of bearing things.'

I agree that it may be cowardly, but it is the only way for me. It would do no good if I were to think seriously about the war, and it would do me a lot of harm; and I add that my family would suffer if I became a raving lunatic.

What do you think? Agree? Disagree? Some people would think we all ought to be involved in and shoulder the burdens of everything going on in the world today. After all, as Edmund Burke said: "The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." 

But as for me, I think I am more responsible for how I affect my own "sphere of influence." I don't think I'm appointed to take on the burdens of the whole world. So I do what I can to be helpful to those in my sphere. And I pray for them and for those and the situations that aren't in my sphere. But as with Mrs. Tim, I won't do anyone any good if I make myself a miserable, incapacitated, worried wreck.

But, as we all know, sometimes we utter "famous last words," and there are exceptions and varying degrees to all that affects us. Let's just do the best we can.


Where the mind goes, the man follows.
Joyce Meyer

And let's not fill our wagons with so many rocks we can't carry our originally-assigned loads!*

May God bless you and yours with a safe, healthy, and happy week,
Bess
*There is a wonderful story in the book Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World by Joanna Weaver re allowing too many rocks (burdens/chores/concerns) to be placed in our wagon and making it so we can't deliver our original load.