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Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
The Kinks - Have a Cuppa Tea, 1972
Have a Cuppa Tea - The Kinks Lyrics:
Granny's always ravin' and rantin'
And she's always puffin' and pantin',
And she's always screaming and shouting,
And she's always brewing up tea.
Updated : 8/20/18
Sunday, May 09, 2010
A Cup Of Tea For Mom's Today
Wishing all the mothers Happy Mother's Day!
A cup of tea to say thank youFor all the things you've done,
And wishes that the day will bring
You happiness and fun.
Happy Mother's Day
©birdiekity May - 1998
Edited 2/28/15
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Portrait of a Lady
Now that lilacs are in bloom
She has a bowl of lilacs in her room
And twists one in her fingers while she talks.
“Ah my friend, you do not know, you do not know
What life is, you who hold it in your hands—”
(Slowly twisting the lilac stalks);
“You let it flow from you, you let it flow,
And youth is cruel, and has no remorse,
And smiles at situations which it cannot see.”
I smile, of course,
And go on drinking tea.
“Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall
My buried life, and Paris in the spring,
I feel immeasurably at peace, and find the world
To be wonderful and youthful, after all.”
~T. S. Eliot: The Poems (British and Irish Authors)
She has a bowl of lilacs in her room
And twists one in her fingers while she talks.
“Ah my friend, you do not know, you do not know
What life is, you who hold it in your hands—”
(Slowly twisting the lilac stalks);
“You let it flow from you, you let it flow,
And youth is cruel, and has no remorse,
And smiles at situations which it cannot see.”
I smile, of course,
And go on drinking tea.
“Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall
My buried life, and Paris in the spring,
I feel immeasurably at peace, and find the world
To be wonderful and youthful, after all.”
~T. S. Eliot: The Poems (British and Irish Authors)
Monday, December 28, 2009
Holiday Tea & a Book

During the Holidays I am taking a little time to enjoy Hibiscus Spiced Tea from and reading The Celtic Way of Prayer: The Recovery of the Religious Imagination
This book serves as a good introduction to Celtic Christianity for those unfamiliar with it. The reader will find out what makes Celtic Christianity compelling and unique, and discover the beauty and richness of the Celtic way of life with Esther de Waal as she explores the rich legacy of Celtic songs, poems, prayers, and blessings that grew out of the dynamic meeting of Christian monasticism with an older, communal way of life ordered by kinship, a rural sense of place, the pattern of the seasons, and the cycles of birth and death.
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Saturday, January 31, 2009
The Perfect Afternoon: A Purring Cat and A Fine Cup of Tea.
When the tea is brought at five o'clock
and all the neat curtains are drawn with care,
the little black cat with bright green eyes
is suddenly purring there.
--Harold Monroe
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Friday, January 16, 2009
A True Home
"A roof to keep out the rain. Four walls to keep out the wind. Floors
to keep out the cold. Yes, but home is more than that. It is the laugh
of a baby, the song of a mother, the strength of a father. Warmth of
loving hearts, light from happy eyes, kindness, loyalty, comradeship.
Home is first school...for the young ones where they learn what is
right, what is good, and what is kind. Where they go for comfort
when they are hurt or sick. Where joy is shared and sorrow eased.
Where fathers and mothers are respected and loved. Where children
are wanted. Where the simplest food is good enough for kings
because it is earned. Where money is not so important as loving-
kindness. Where even the teakettle sings from happiness. That is
home." ~~ Ernestine Schumann-Heink
Source
to keep out the cold. Yes, but home is more than that. It is the laugh
of a baby, the song of a mother, the strength of a father. Warmth of
loving hearts, light from happy eyes, kindness, loyalty, comradeship.
Home is first school...for the young ones where they learn what is
right, what is good, and what is kind. Where they go for comfort
when they are hurt or sick. Where joy is shared and sorrow eased.
Where fathers and mothers are respected and loved. Where children
are wanted. Where the simplest food is good enough for kings
because it is earned. Where money is not so important as loving-
kindness. Where even the teakettle sings from happiness. That is
home." ~~ Ernestine Schumann-Heink
Source
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