I never had any other desire so strong, and so like to covetouseness, as that one which I have had always, that I might be master at last of a small house and a large garden.
- Abraham Cowley, "The Garden" (1666)

Saturday, 10 December 2011

Wildflower Tea
He brewed his tea in a blue china pot,
Poured it into a chipped white cup with
forget-me-nots on the handle,
and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream.
He sat by the window, cup in hand,
watching the first snowfall.
"I am," he sighed deeply,
"contented as a clam.
I am a most happy man."
- Ethel Pochocki

Visit with Santa 1948

With a far away look and the magic of Christmas this picture of my brother is a snapshot of a simpler time. Sixty years ago there was less of everything. Less "stuff", less rushing, less technology, less money (or maybe less debt), less television, less traffic, less expectations. There was more of some things too. More time for family, more sitting around a table and talking to each other, more live music in the home, more home cooked meals, more time to be bored , more time to use your imagination to entertain yourself, more crafting, more making do, more walking where you had to go. Just a thought or two about days gone by - and maybe an inspiration to slow down, and take a breath and just be.