Time for Tea

I have come to a realization: I am fussy. I have for years prided myself at being an avowed tomboy, I love mud, insects, and cute little snakes (in the wild, of course). I prefer good SciFi's over "chick flicks". No Meg Ryan movies for me, thank you. But now, I have to face the facts that I may be a bit on the fussy side. Not only do I use cloth napkins and take great pleasure in coordinating a nice looking table, but I weave my own napkins. I have officially out-fussied my Mother! Oh the shame! I thoroughly enjoyed setting up a pretty table for my Friday tea, I even enjoyed making all of the little treats. But, lest we take ourselves too seriously, I used my absolutely favorite tea-pot: froggy. He had his bloomers on him (his perfectly matching tea cozy that my mother made without even knowing that I had this teapot).


My friend and I had a nice time at tea, as we always do. It's one of the things I look forward to all week.

In the art realm, I am currently making myself a skirt. I found some second-hand wool yardage that is perfect to felt on. The1950's woman will have household items floating above her head, a mixer, broom, etc. Maybe I am feeling a little mixed about my newly domesticated self (no longer teaching). I think it will be a fun skirt, more costume than anything else, but I'm sure I'll wear it.


And now, for our chicken of the day. I present: Annie.
Annie is a lovely little Golden Comet pullet. She's my largest chicken at this point. I love her dark red coloring and her easy-going disposition. I think she is top bird in the pecking order. She's definately not mean, but the other girls never ever try to boss her around, so that speaks volumes, I think.