From a flickr set of photographs by J.M. Richards: "Books and Tea" ...
... each photo with a mood all its own.
Old Books, Grandmother's Teacup
Childhood Books and Tea
Ebenezer Scrooge and Tea
Fairy Tales and Tea
Jane and Tea
Elmer, His Dragon and Tea
This post was inspired by an e-mail I received from a fellow blogger, with whom I have begun to correspond. Although we chat via e-mail, it feels more like getting an old fashioned (actual paper!) letter when I read what she's written because it's obviously written with care, and never too short.
You know what I mean about a too short letter? It leaves you with the lingering feeling that the person could have written more but decided it wasn't worth their time? Perhaps that's too harsh. I just prefer to be able to savor and linger over words, and know what a gift they can be from one person to another.
Anyway, here is a part of what she wrote in a recent message, the part that inspired this post: "I stopped on the way home ... bought 3 pre-made salads, a bag of romaine, a wedge of brie (I traded in pastries for cheeses), fresh squeezed orange juice, whole wheat bread, several apples, a banana, a cranberry orange tea bread and I forgot what else."
Doesn't that sound like the perfect little shopping trip? Just enough, not too much, trusting that there will be more time, more food, more life left in a few days to go back and get more. No hauling a dozen plastic bags at a time, no huge list to check off, just enough precious, simple, sustaining things in just enough abundance.
Savoring.
This post was inspired by an e-mail I received from a fellow blogger, with whom I have begun to correspond. Although we chat via e-mail, it feels more like getting an old fashioned (actual paper!) letter when I read what she's written because it's obviously written with care, and never too short.
You know what I mean about a too short letter? It leaves you with the lingering feeling that the person could have written more but decided it wasn't worth their time? Perhaps that's too harsh. I just prefer to be able to savor and linger over words, and know what a gift they can be from one person to another.
Anyway, here is a part of what she wrote in a recent message, the part that inspired this post: "I stopped on the way home ... bought 3 pre-made salads, a bag of romaine, a wedge of brie (I traded in pastries for cheeses), fresh squeezed orange juice, whole wheat bread, several apples, a banana, a cranberry orange tea bread and I forgot what else."
Doesn't that sound like the perfect little shopping trip? Just enough, not too much, trusting that there will be more time, more food, more life left in a few days to go back and get more. No hauling a dozen plastic bags at a time, no huge list to check off, just enough precious, simple, sustaining things in just enough abundance.
Savoring.
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