Sometimes all you need is a mid-week drive down a country road.
Tales of a British expat, transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside. Lover of old, time-worn, and antique. Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-nurturer.
Friday, July 28, 2023
Tuesday, July 25, 2023
Timeless Treasures
My grandmother used to spend her down-time embroidering.
Tablecloths, runners, hand towels, and the likes.
It takes a lot of patience to work the needle, especially in fading eye-sight and many times after a long day of work.
I love using these tablecloths when setting the table, they remind me of gentler times, and the love and pride our grandparents took to make the lives of others more uncommon.
Saturday, July 22, 2023
Weaving Their Way
The Morning Glories have finally made an appearance.
This Grandpa Ott variety returns year after year, without any assistance from the gardener.
The vines wrap their tendrils around the weathered-wood fence and grace us with beauty all summer long., the flowers are a sumptuous Royal Blue trumpet with a contrasting purple star.
A Strikingly beautiful combination.
I can't help but smile each time they catch my eye.
THE MORNING GLORY
Was it worth while to paint so fair
Thy every leaf - to vein with faultless art
Each petal, taking the boon light and air
Of summer so to heart?
To bring thy beauty unto perfect flower,
Then, like a passing fragrance or a smile,
Vanish away, beyond recovery's power -
Was it, frail bloom, worth while?
Thy silence answers: "Life was mine!
And I, who pass without regret or grief,
Have cared the more to make my moment fine,
Because it was so brief.
"In its first radiance I have seen
The sun! - why tarry then till comes the night?
I go my way, content that I have been
Part of the morning light!"
The sun! - why tarry then till comes the night?
I go my way, content that I have been
Part of the morning light!"
~ Florence Earl Coates ( 1850-1927 )
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