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Sunday, September 7, 2014

Sunday Tea on the Veranda

 
 
The hymnal was part of an armload of vintage books snatched greedily from a Goodwill clearance bin.
 
The old hymns come back to me. I hear them in my mind as I first head them, sung in the high sweet voices of the Methodist Ladies. During the fifteen minutes between Sunday School ending and the Service beginning Pastor conducted an informal hymn sing.  Some parishioners grumbled it was a way for him to avoid being button holed on a topic he wished to avoid discussing, but most people were just glad of a chance to sing some of their favorites. Onward Christian Soldier, He Leatheth Me, In the Garden, being some. We kids trooped up the stairs from our cool basement classrooms to the sanctuary.  Docile as ducklings , we followed our teacher, bursting into song when we knew a verse.
 
The English biscuit tin was found at an estate sale this summer for 1 dollar.



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The afternoon tea tray has come in more heavily laden than when  I carried it out to the veranda.
 
 
Do you see the little box of  letter medallions ? Cutting them was a  small chore to accomplish while I enjoyed tea on the veranda. But soon my attention wandered and I was out in the garden...
 

How had that giant cucumber escaped my notice? And look, two tomatoes at  peak ripeness. Thinly sliced, with a splash of vinegar and some cracked pepper and sea salt, what could be nicer?
 
 
And for dessert some bumper crop blueberries.
 
 
This ironstone teapot was a happy find.
 

 
Despite all the gilding there is something so homey about it.
The epitome of English cottage style don't you think?
 
 
And perfect for late summer and fall .
 

Here is the mark.
 
Wishing you a blessed week.
 
 Hope to see you at some of the best parties ever.
 
 
 
 
Please join me at these fine  parties!

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