Tuesday, August 30, 2011

"Old Rose" Tea Set



Today I'm sharing a tea set that was my mother's.  When I opened the cabinet (shown in my previous post) this morning, it had a little sun shining on it, so I quickly grabbed my camera.  I've shown the teapot before in the first photo of my Needlepoint post.  I like the colors in this pattern.  They seem like autumn.




Was running too late to grab the tripod this AM.
Sometimes I'm lucky and sometimes out of focus!



With the flash

My mother had dessert plates and cups and saucers as well, but I will do a tablescape with them at a later date. 




Don't forget to put on your "...garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair"  (from Isaiah 61:3),
Bess

I hope to be linking this post to the following wonderful places/posts. Please go visit them, you'll be glad you did!

Sandi at Rose Chintz Cottage for Tea Time Tuesday
Martha at Martha's Favorites for Tea Cup Tuesday
Terri at Artful Affirmations for Tea Cup Tuesday
Pam at A Breath of Fresh Air for Teapot and Tea Things Tuesday
Wanda Lee at Silken Purse for Teapot and Tea Things Tuesday
Thank you, Gracious Tea Ladies!

Sunday, August 28, 2011

What's on Top of Your China Hutch?

I happen to have two china cabinets in my living room, which is a blessing because my kitchen cupboards go clear to the ceiling, so I have no ledge to set things on in my kitchen. This is what I have on the top of my great-grandmother's pie cupboard or kitchen cupboard:



Clicking on the photos will enlarge them. 


The kerosene lamp was a gift from friends many years ago.  The bowls were among my mother's things, and I had given her the newer milk pitcher.  It says it was made in Poland on the bottom, but no maker.  The candlesticks were among my grandmother's things.  A family member cut out the horse, and believe it or not, I did the rest!  (We were all into woodworking for awhile.  That was many years ago.)


The top is more dull than dusty.  :o)

Below is an older photo of the whole cabinet front.  I stripped the paint off over thirty years ago (not quite finishing it), then gave it to my parents when I moved; it then came back to me.  We've all liked the plain wood look, but I suppose I'm going to have to do something with it lest it start cracking apart.  



Here is what's on top of my grandmother's china hutch, much of which has been in other posts:


The African carving is signed J. Etienne.  (Unfortunately, it has been broken and glued back together, but I still like it.  I may have said this before, but several of my grandmother's knick-knacks have been broken, yet were glued painstakingly back together.  Seems like when I break something, it shatters into twenty pieces.)  My mother painted the birdhouse.  (Sorry, didn't want to get out the tripod today, so the focus today isn't as sharp as it could be.)

Praying that all my readers and/or their loved ones in the East have come through Irene with as little damage as possible.

God is our refuge and strength,
an ever-present help in trouble.
Psalm 46:1

As for God, his way is perfect: The Lord's word is flawless; he shields all who take refuge in him.
Psalm 18:30

Thanks to all who visit, and have a wonderful
start to your week,
Bess

I may be linking this post to the following wonderful places/posts. Please go visit them, you'll be glad you did!

Cindy at My Romantic Home for Show and Tell Friday
Beverly at How Sweet the Sound for Pink Saturday
Mary at Little Red House for Mosaic Monday
Cielo at The House in the Roses for Show Off Your Cottage Monday
Kathy at A Delightsome Life for A Return to Loveliness
Marty at A Stroll Thru Life for Table Top Tuesday
Mary at Very Merry Vintage Style for Share the Love Wednesday
Kim at Savvy Southern Style for Wow Us Wednesdays
Thank you, Gracious Ladies!

Friday, August 26, 2011

A Couple Things on My Heart Today

Hello Dear Readers,

Just wanted to say that if anyone wants to know more about becoming a Christian, or wants a boost of encouragement as a Christian, Joyce Meyer had an excellent program this morning.  You can view it on joycemeyer(dot)org, if you'd like.  The date would be 8/26/2011.

Also, I'm a little disheartened by what I had read on the Internet about the East Coast earthquake.  I'm going to get "preachy" for just a moment, but when did we get so mean-spirited?  If I felt an earthquake like that (which I never have yet), I know I would be very frightened.  And I wouldn't think less of myself for it.  Let's remember to be kind ... the very persons we mock could be standing by our sides lending a hand (or saying a prayer) when we face our own trials or disaster.  Sermon over.

My thoughts and prayers are with the people along the East Coast and in the path of Hurricane Irene. 

Thank you for praying too,
Bess

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Here I Am, Don't You See Me?

Starting to stir...

As I work to promote trust with the smallest kitty in our house, who I'll call "Baby" on this blog, I've learned that if she's within biting range, it pays to avoid looking into her eyes for more than an instant.  She can stare like no other little creature I've ever known.  If I feel her boring holes through me, and return her gaze, she becomes unnerved and expresses her annoyance by trying to bite me before she jumps down.  (You can read more about the little dickens here.)


Becoming annoyed...


So as she walks around me while I'm reading in bed at night, I'll give her all the pets I can as long as she's moving about.  However, I've become very skilled at "ignoring" her gaze if she stops to stare at me.  The other night I was aware she was sitting next to me, watching me intently.  As usual, for my own safety, I opted not to look into her eyes.  But then she did something she has never done before and I wasn't expecting at all:  She very lightly, almost tenderly, stretched out one of her little front legs and touched my arm with her paw, toes somewhat spread, but claws sheathed.  The sweetness of her gesture made a huge and swift impact on me, and I immediately praised her, giving her lots of coos and pets.  In my eyes, at that moment a more angelic kitty never lived!


Guess I'll let it pass ... for now.


And yet ... she still brings to mind the Disney song "Never Smile at a Crocodile" (from Peter Pan).  She's attempted a nip or two since the above incident.  But I'm determined to someday "get friendly" with my little croc (even though the song says you can't), and to be able to safely pet her anytime, anywhere-- even if she's staring me down!

Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.
Revelation 3:20

Life is sweet,
Bess

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Preparing for an Engagement




Today I'm sharing this 48-page booklet written by Colette that I found among my mother's things.  The copyright is 1943.  The evening bag and gloves were also my mother's; the hankie, vase, and rose pin were her mother's (who crocheted the placemat); and the pearls were a gift to me from my mother (I think).  If you click on the photos, hopefully you'll be able to read the pages that I've "captured."  I just chose a few at random to give you the idea.












Last page.  The back cover is solid pink.



I'm linking up to:


Cindy at My Romantic Home for Show and Tell Friday
Beverly at How Sweet the Sound for Pink Saturday
Thank you, Wonderful Ladies!


Before a young woman’s turn came to go in to King Xerxes, she had to complete twelve months of beauty treatments prescribed for the women,
six months with oil of myrrh
and six with perfumes and cosmetics.
Esther 2:12

Thankful for "Le No Make-up" look, myself!  (But then I don't have to save a nation like Esther did; of course, she was as brave as she was beautiful.)
Bess

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Book: A Peaceful Retirement by Miss Read


This book is the final book in the delightfully wonderful Fairacre series written by Miss Read, aka Dora Jessie Saint.  Miss Read's books have made such a comeback that probably most of you have read a few, or at least know of them.  To my thinking, these are the quintessential books about village life in England.  I've "hung on every word" while reading them.  (I won't bother to share more details because a search on Amazon under Miss Read or Village School will bring you more satisfactory information than I ever could.)

In recent years, I have read the entire Fairacre series, including all three Christmas books, along with The White Robin.

I would love to own the entire series, but have only purchased A Peaceful Retirement to keep as a cherished treasure.  I hope to read through the books again, along with the Thrush Green and other Ms. Read books I haven't read, but will probably do so via the library.

Anyway, here's my reason for posting about A Peaceful Retirement in particular.  Do you remember when many articles, for inspiration and motivation, suggested putting a photo of yourself when you were thin on the refrigerator, or a photo of an island vacation site, or your dream home (and now we have entire visual journals of such things)?  Well, this book A Peaceful Retirement represents my dream of having just that.  Hopefully the sooner, the better, but until that day, I can glance at this book, or reread it as I'm doing now, and think: "Ah, yes.  My turn is coming!"

The book is rather short compared to most of Miss Read's others.  But I'm so glad that in her old age, she was able to write one last book about the beloved teacher from Fairacre.  (Oh ... and this was the fourth and final book I purchased with my Amazon GC for Mother's Day.) 

For years I didn't know what type of fiction would speak to my heart, what genre I would really love.  Miss Read hit the bull's-eye.  I'm sure she's not for everyone.  As in Seinfeld, when Jerry and George said they were writing a "show about nothing," in which "nothing happens," books of the same ilk have turned out to be my favorites!  Give me glorious character studies and heartwarming narratives about daily life again and again ... just my personal opinion, but for me, such books are unsurpassed.   

Books.  One of the great rewards of life. 

And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who
earnestly seek him.
Hebrews 11:6

Keeping the faith for a peaceful retirement,
Bess

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Breakfast Time!



These dishes were my grandmother's (on my mother's side), and she called them her "breakfast set."  If there were once cereal bowls in the set, they've apparently been broken.


The tie-quilt was made by an acquaintance.  She often makes a quilt in a day!  It has no batting and is perfect for a light coverlet in the warmer months, or as a tablecloth.  Please forgive me for not pressing it ... spare time is so precious and one has to prioritize!



This is an experiment.  I won't know if we can read what the flatware says until the post is published and I click to enlarge the photo.  It is Wm. Rogers IS (International Silver) silverplate.  The design is very simple and reminds me of Art Deco.  This flatware belonged to my father's mother.  (The dishes are Rhapsody by Taylorton.)




(Guess it didn't work!)

These wine glasses were my mother's.  She had registered for them as wedding presents, and she would later detest them and ask herself what in the world she was thinking!  But can you see the rooster head?  They are perfect for fruit cups or juice with breakfast.


The books are all devotionals published by Honor Books (1996 and 2004).  As you can see, the "Quiet Moments with God" series has two other titles as well.  Maybe there are more by now.  I like to read from a devotional every evening.  I keep my favorites and donate others.  It's been awhile since I've read these three, so I will have to put them in line for rereading!



I've shown this little teacup-sized dollie before here ("Journal Love").  She barely cost a cent, and I couldn't resist the little thing!



Thank you for letting me share my breakfast table with you!

Jesus said, "Breakfast is ready." Not one of the disciples dared ask, "Who are you?"
They knew it was the Master.
John 21:12   (The Message)

Blessed to be blogging,
Bess

I hope to be linking this post to the following wonderful places/posts. Please go visit them, you'll be glad you did!




Cindy at My Romantic Home for Show and Tell Friday
Beverly at How Sweet the Sound for Pink Saturday
Mary at Little Red House for Mosaic Monday
Cielo at The House in the Roses for Show Off Your Cottage Monday
Kathy at A Delightsome Life for A Return to Loveliness
Sandi at Rose Chintz Cottage for Tea Time Tuesday
Martha at Martha's Favorites for Tea Cup Tuesday
Terri at Artful Affirmations for Tea Cup Tuesday
Pam at A Breath of Fresh Air for Teapot and Tea Things Tuesday
Wanda Lee at Silken Purse for Teapot and Tea Things Tuesday
Marty at A Stroll Thru Life for Table Top Tuesday
Mary at Very Merry Vintage Style for Share the Love Wednesday
Kim at Savvy Southern Style for Wow Us Wednesdays
Thank you, Gracious Ladies!

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Are We Cultivating Hope in Others?



Sometimes I have to chase after hope before it slips away from me.  And it’s bad enough when I don’t have much hope for myself, but when I start trampling on the hopes of others, that’s inexcusable.

Thinking of all the possible bad things that could happen in any given situation is a snap for me. I often have to explain to someone that “I’m playing the Devil’s Advocate” because so many of the comments I think of as a response to what that person is saying are negative—all the “what ifs” that could possibly crop up, and all the “yes, buts.” Every caveat starts floating through my head.

In all fairness, this tendency has been useful in my line of work, where it’s important to be aware of what the “other side of the coin” will be. But outside of work it is mostly a real downer. I could smack myself when I think of the times I may have burst someone’s balloon filled with ideas and hopes.

As I have mentioned before, over the years I became a hardcore negative thinker. I have to continually immerse myself in prayer, praise, and inspirational literature to help keep my negative thoughts at bay. My hope for the future begins to burn down if I don’t keep stoking the flames and adding more fuel.  ...Especially if I don't keep singing. 



I ask myself now, why would I want to be the Devil’s Advocate anyway? Why would I want to help him out by dwelling on the negative in other people's lives or in my life? The Devil must love it because it renders me ineffective, and maybe I’ll even knock someone else off track, too.  Instead of being the Devil's Advocate, may I promote Jesus.  May I look on the bright side.  May I edify and encourage.  (But if I see someone is getting too close to stepping off the edge, then may God help me or others pull that person back to safety.)

I keep stockpiling my arsenal, my tools, so that I can fight my tendency to assist the Devil in his work. I want to leave nothing about my walk with God and my goal to become more like Jesus to chance. I aim to build up and increase my hope even more, so that I “might have life and have it more abundantly” (John 10:10).  When I do that, I can "do unto others..." and be more supportive.

Although I’m pretty "low-key" these days, I do want to stay excited about life. I want to "make a joyful noise."  As I continue to feed on the hope that comes through knowing Jesus, may my whole life be a joyful noise!

(Note: The above was some of my older writing, with some updates.)

1Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands.
2Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing.
3Know ye that the LORD he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
4Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.
5For the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations.
Psalm 100  (KJV)

Giving myself a little encouragement by buying a tripod today and hoping it improves my photos!
Bess

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

A Sweet Kitty


I thought since "I live with" five cats, I'd begin to share more photos of them.  I don't get good shots of them very often.  By the time I take the photo, they're moving or have moved.  I'll call this little gal, our black and white, or a tuxedo cat ... "Sweetie."  (Edit: Guess since she doesn't have black legs, she's not a tuxedo kitty.  She has more of a cap and cape.)

Just for fun,
Bess

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Summer, Sea, and Some Pink

Sorry for the poor focus.

In this post I'm joining Beverly for Pink Saturday.  I showed this tea set briefly here, but have more photos of it today.  It was a gift from my mother.  I believe she bought it from Spiegel, and I believe it was advertised toward the back of a Victoria magazine, but I haven't come across the ad in a long time.  (One of the few drawbacks to blogging is that it cuts into my reading time, including rereading old Victorias.)

You can click once or twice on the photos for a closer look.







Here are three books to enjoy during the summer months:


Summers in France by Kathryn M. Ireland:


Nantucket Gardens and Houses by Taylor Lewis and Virginia Scott Heard (published in 1990):


Women and the Sea by Claire Murray:  If you like the "following your passion" entrepreneurial August issues of Victoria, you would probably like this book.  (I received it as a gift, which was a blessing because it is a bit pricey.)  The flap tells how Claire Murray launched her magazine La Vie Claire in 2004:  "The mission was to seek out and celebrate women living creative lives pursuing their passions.  It quickly became apparent that there were many others who shared their vision: women who had been enchanted by the sea and who built their lives around this inspiration ... thus the concept of Women and the Sea was born."



La Vie Claire was a gorgeous magazine, but has ceased publication.  Back issues are available at Claire Murray's website, but some issues are already completely sold out.  It is much more contemporary than Victoria, but I like it a lot.  Excellent quality of paper, and wonderful photography.  I only have eight issues, however, so will put completing my collection on my wish list. 





A calm sea is so lovely, but in this region of the country, one would have to look to Hyacinth Bucket and indulge in "a waterside supper with riparian entertainments."  (As Richard and Emmet explain, Hyacinth means "a riverside picnic.") 


 And he began again to teach by the sea side: and there was gathered unto him a great multitude, so that he entered into a ship, and sat in the sea; and the whole multitude was by the sea on the land. Mark 4:1  (KJV)

Grateful for you, and a big hello to my followers!
Bess

I hope to be linking this post to the following wonderful places/posts. Please go visit them, you'll be glad you did!

Cindy at My Romantic Home for Show and Tell Friday
Beverly at How Sweet the Sound for Pink Saturday
Mary at Little Red House for Mosaic Monday
Cielo at The House in the Roses for Show Off Your Cottage Monday
Kathy at A Delightsome Life for A Return to Loveliness
Sandi at Rose Chintz Cottage for Tea Time Tuesday
Martha at Martha's Favorites for Tea Cup Tuesday
Terri at Artful Affirmations for Tea Cup Tuesday
Pam at A Breath of Fresh Air for Teapot and Tea Things Tuesday
Wanda Lee at Silken Purse for Teapot and Tea Things Tuesday
Marty at A Stroll Thru Life for Table Top Tuesday
Mary at Very Merry Vintage Style for Share the Love Wednesday
Thank you, Gracious Ladies!