Monday's Quotes

November

Today I saw a butterfly--

And with what sweet unreason

Seemed such loveliness a-wing

This frosty season.

There were no honey goblets

To which it might have come;

Not even one blue aster cup,

Not one chrysanthemum.

I saw a butterfly today--

How wan its flight, how slow!--

A last white butterfly, or else

A first soft flake of snow.

Kitchen Sonnets

by

Ethel Romig Fuller


Welcome to November!
There still are chrysanthemums in my garden.
Haven't seen a white butterfly,
but watch the hummingbird visiting nearby.

Happy Halloween!

Do you decorate for Halloween?

There are a few touches around the house.

Pumpkins from the pumpkin patch are sitting on my porch,

but gradually our little guy has brought them in the house.

Tonight at the bewitching hour (whatever that is?)

we will have a few goblins knocking at our door.

Candy is in the basket and maybe a surprise or two 

to give them a fright.

This is a time for children

and children at heart.

May your heart shine with delight

and enjoy a little fright.

Happy Halloween!

Worn and Loved

I know it isn't beautiful, but I love it.

It was found many years ago at an estate sale.

My adult children even took it to their house for awhile

and their cat did it in even more.

I put it out this summer for a garage sale, but really hoped

no one would buy it.

It sits in our garage sad and lonely.

I love the shape of it and know it has potential.

It would cost me much more that buying a new chair,

but I love it.

It dances in my head.

I know tea would taste better sitting here.

Dear chair, I am so sorry you have been sent to the garage.

I truly want to rescue you.

I am dreaming of the beautiful chair you could become.

What should I do?

Red is the new Black

Tea Time at Delights of the Heart.

Recently I have been drinking Dian Hong from Yunnan Province of China,

purchased at New Century Tea Gallery in Seattle.

I always considered Dian Hong and it's close relative, Yunnan Gold, to be a black tea.

They are both darker than an oolong or green tea and both a lovely smokiness to them.

Reading several articles recently they say that they are a red tea,

well this tea girl learns something new.

Now I know an orange pekoe is black and most often I don't find it as entertaining.

When I find someone that wants to change from coffee to tea I try to suggest

a hefty black tea for changing and they often like a nice puehr.

So when you select a black tea, what do you drink?

Is it truly black?

Since we have a festival celebration this week in Halloween,

what tea would best fit with the occasion?

Is red the new black?

Life's Road

Along life's road we find surprises around each turn.

Little serendipities that might change the direction we travel.

Maybe even big changes come along and we are suddenly

traveling to a different place.

A place unplanned, which may be full of emotions

such as pure terror or maybe, just maybe, pure delight.

Do you like surprises?

Do they terrify you?

I must say yes to both.

But what is the alternative?

To stay in one place, never to dream, never to be terrified,

never to be delighted;

now for me that would be met with great sadness.

So I dream, I learn, I travel down the road with trepidation

and I am happy sipping my tea along the way.

The photo was taken along the highway to Mt. Hood.

It was taken with my little vintage Brownie box camera.

Loving playing with different photography formats,

though I must say digital is certainly the easiest.

Monday's Quotes

"Death matters, at least sometimes."  Claire

"It's why a warrior doesna fear death so much.

He has the hope--sometimes the certainty--that his death will matter." Jamie

from Diana Gabaldon's book,Written in My Own Heart's Blood.

Just finished this book.
If you haven't read the Outlander series,
I recommend it.  I love losing myself in the 1700's
first in Scotland and later in other parts of the world.
It is like time travel for the mind.

Photo has nothing to do with quote, but for the fact that pickup is dead but beautiful!

A Gift

Would you accept a gift from this smiling face?

Well unintentionally a gift of a virus was given this past week.

I remember when my children were little and suddenly we often had colds.

That seems to be what is happening with round two.

Wiping his nose, washing hands, still we all got sick.

Thus I have not been inspired to write or take pictures much this week.

Hopefully by next week my head will be back to normal.

We are all on the mending side of things, but still the residue remains.

Planning on resting this weekend.

Happy weekend, dear friends!

Be well! and stay away from runny noses and drink lots of tea!