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EnchantedWoodsGirl
True Blue Farmgirl
959 Posts
Kathy
New Jersey
USA
959 Posts |
Posted - Jun 14 2006 : 09:23:48 AM
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Nancy Jo I am so happy you like what I packed. You have to forgive me with the haste I box thing with - or I would wrap each item individually but I am always so rushed it seems - Still have yet to get up in the attic - maybe later today when it cools off and I am sure no cats will follow me up there! Hugs back to you girlfriend. This site has been such a wonderful sharing experience for me - I am deeply touched by the women who have become more than just names in a forum.
Kathy of the Enchanted Wood http://enchantedwoodmusings.blogspot.com/
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junebug
True Blue Farmgirl
2421 Posts
Sue
West Plains,
Mo.
USA
2421 Posts |
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JudyBlueEyes
True Blue Farmgirl
657 Posts
Judith
Spokane
Washington
USA
657 Posts |
Posted - Jun 14 2006 : 7:49:49 PM
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Hi, Sue, I've never read or watched, if the case may be, Cross Creek. But Kathy, I did email you - didn't realize that question was part of "the game" - and didn't get back here until this evening. Now do I post a question? A little fuzzy here, thanks, Judy
The Rooster crows, but the Hen lays the egg. ~ Texas Proverb |
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junebug
True Blue Farmgirl
2421 Posts
Sue
West Plains,
Mo.
USA
2421 Posts |
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EnchantedWoodsGirl
True Blue Farmgirl
959 Posts
Kathy
New Jersey
USA
959 Posts |
Posted - Jun 16 2006 : 4:09:08 PM
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Wonderful new tea I just ordered and got in the mail today - Zhena's Gypsy Love tea - it is a canister with 36 tea sachets in it and it is made with black tea and pink and red rose petals - It is like drinking in a rose garden - those teas they make are so good and the canisters are beautiful and even fun to read!
Kathy of the Enchanted Wood http://enchantedwoodmusings.blogspot.com/
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Aunt George
True Blue Farmgirl
1476 Posts
Georgann
Midlothian
VA
1476 Posts |
Posted - Jun 16 2006 : 4:33:10 PM
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Anyone want to exchange tea bags? Just thought I'd throw that out! hehehehehehe Your teas are truly scruptious sounding, and I have been craving more of the tea you sent with my teacup Kathy!
Aunt George |
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EnchantedWoodsGirl
True Blue Farmgirl
959 Posts
Kathy
New Jersey
USA
959 Posts |
Posted - Jun 16 2006 : 4:58:22 PM
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Aunt George, I will include some in your package to go out on Monday - I have more of the one you like also -when I could not sleep at 4am this morning I made a cup of it, had not had in a long time, it was just what I needed!
Kathy of the Enchanted Wood http://enchantedwoodmusings.blogspot.com/
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GaiasRose
True Blue Farmgirl
2552 Posts
Tasha-Rose
St. Paul
Minnesota
2552 Posts |
Posted - Jun 16 2006 : 5:42:08 PM
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I am lost. Can someone explain this to me in brief? I am currently working on making up my own true English TEa set...mismatched everything. I currently have 4 mismatched cups with 4 mismatched saucers and a creamer.
I make teas as well...is there a tea exchange too?
~*~Brightest Blessings~*~ Tasha-Rose |
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EnchantedWoodsGirl
True Blue Farmgirl
959 Posts
Kathy
New Jersey
USA
959 Posts |
Posted - Jun 16 2006 : 5:49:17 PM
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If you go back to the beginning of this thread you can read how the teacup and saucer exchange take place - there will be a question posted by the last winner and who ever guess correctly first gets to exchange a teacup and saucer - and teabags if they wish to include in their gift package - If you all want to exchange teabags surely go ahead - I am privately mailing something to Georgann that is not related to this forum. We all just sent whatever special teacup/saucer we choose from our own collections to send. I hope this helps some! So jump in and look for the last question posted - I am not sure who is up with a quesiton?
Kathy of the Enchanted Wood http://enchantedwoodmusings.blogspot.com/
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Aunt George
True Blue Farmgirl
1476 Posts
Georgann
Midlothian
VA
1476 Posts |
Posted - Jun 16 2006 : 7:27:58 PM
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Tasha, I'm so sorry to throw a wee bit of confusion into the exhange. It is teacups and saucers. I just love teas and Kathy has the most scrumptious teas tucked into her exchanges. so sorry for the confusion.
Georgann |
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EnchantedWoodsGirl
True Blue Farmgirl
959 Posts
Kathy
New Jersey
USA
959 Posts |
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JudyBlueEyes
True Blue Farmgirl
657 Posts
Judith
Spokane
Washington
USA
657 Posts |
Posted - Jun 17 2006 : 06:34:02 AM
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~*~ANNOUNCING~*~ The Next Question (finally, ahem!) Farm Girls, sorry to be so late in doing this - but since I correctly guessed the excerpt from "The Egg and I," I thought I would post from another book I read around the same time, and that would be eons ago. This was probably the first "romance" novel I read, although it is nothing compared to today's romances, since it was found in the library of my Catholic girls high school, but it is a delightful and inspiring love story. When I opened the book this morning, it went right to this page, the beginning of Chapter Fourteen. And while I have birthed no children of my own, this idea of "first family" has stayed with me all these years. Forthwith, the quote: "Constance Beauclaire had come to borrow liniment for her husband's sprained foot. The baby woke up and began to cry. Constance bent over the crib and lifted her into the air. Mary Aroon laughed, and Constance laughed back. I had never seen her laugh so freely before. Constance lowered the baby to her shoulder and patted her. Her hands were beautiful, so slender and fragile. It seemed strange to me that such a creature should live in this wild country. She smiled across the room at me, and again, her smile made me sad. "She is very like my Suzanne." "Suzanne?" I said. I knew she had another son besides Timmy, and then of course, the two girls Madeleine and Barbette, but I hadn't heard of Suzanne. "Another daughter?" I asked. "A baby like this. It was a long time ago." She laid little Mary gently in the crib. "My first family." I didn't understand. "Your first family?" She looked at me with those great lavender eyes. "Katherine Mary, you are so young." Okay, that's enough for now. So, whoever guesses first, I will send a teacup and saucer to you. Have Fun! Judy (And I promise that I will check back often for the answer! It is Saturday and I am working at home all day, only have to go out to take my Yorkie to the groomer, so I'll be around.)
The Rooster crows, but the Hen lays the egg. ~ Texas Proverb |
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GaiasRose
True Blue Farmgirl
2552 Posts
Tasha-Rose
St. Paul
Minnesota
2552 Posts |
Posted - Jun 17 2006 : 10:37:04 AM
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Is it from "Mrs. Mike"?
~*~Brightest Blessings~*~ Tasha-Rose |
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junebug
True Blue Farmgirl
2421 Posts
Sue
West Plains,
Mo.
USA
2421 Posts |
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JudyBlueEyes
True Blue Farmgirl
657 Posts
Judith
Spokane
Washington
USA
657 Posts |
Posted - Jun 17 2006 : 1:36:51 PM
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~*~Ta-daa!!!~*~ Yes, Tasha-Rose, You are the Winner!!! So, click on my name, JudyBlueEyes and send me an email with your address and I'll send you a teacup & saucer! Now, you get to post a question for the next lucky winner!!! So, when did you read the book? I recently picked up an old copy in the thrift store and am ready for a re-read. FarmGirl Hugs! Judy
Oh, and Tasha, just re-reading your post about your mis-matched set - would you prefer a matching cup & saucer or mis-matched? And since I'm asking, why do you call your mis-matched set a "True English Tea Set?" Is it typically English to not have matching china or crockery? Thanks, Judy
The Rooster crows, but the Hen lays the egg. ~ Texas Proverb |
Edited by - JudyBlueEyes on Jun 17 2006 1:39:58 PM |
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GaiasRose
True Blue Farmgirl
2552 Posts
Tasha-Rose
St. Paul
Minnesota
2552 Posts |
Posted - Jun 17 2006 : 2:03:34 PM
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I have been told by a few that a true set is mismatched and so I am going withit...but I will be greatful for whatever you send along my way... :D
I read the book about a year or so ago...wasn't much impressed honestly...I am more the Henry Miller, Anais Nin type of romantic....
~*~Brightest Blessings~*~ Tasha-Rose |
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GaiasRose
True Blue Farmgirl
2552 Posts
Tasha-Rose
St. Paul
Minnesota
2552 Posts |
Posted - Jun 17 2006 : 2:08:37 PM
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give me a bit to think up a question......it WILL NOT be Henry Miller or Anais Nin...lol
~*~Brightest Blessings~*~ Tasha-Rose |
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sugarsfarm
True Blue Farmgirl
272 Posts
Leah
Woodward
Iowa
USA
272 Posts |
Posted - Jun 17 2006 : 2:36:27 PM
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No worries Sue im also a bit behind. I started my class this week and i wasnt expecting it to take up most of my time!! Im also shooting for Monday to send out packages to you and Nancy!!
You must be the change you want to see in the world. Mahatma Gandhi |
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GaiasRose
True Blue Farmgirl
2552 Posts
Tasha-Rose
St. Paul
Minnesota
2552 Posts |
Posted - Jun 17 2006 : 4:11:54 PM
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Okay, here goes.
I am a huge poetry buff...I love Tennyson. My favorite Tennyson poem is entitled "The Lady of Shalott".
In it, the lady sits in a tower weaving tapestries of what she sees of the world around her, yet she is not allowed to gaze out upon the world because she is cursed...how is it possible that she weaves the world without looking upon it? (It will help if you know even the slightest about the history of needlework and tapestry making....) Here is the poem in it's entirety. It's beautiful....truly beautiful, esp. when you read it in ryhme and metre....In your answer please explain how you know the answer. :D Can you tell I was an English major?LOL
quote: On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And through the field the road run by To many-tower'd Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Through the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four grey walls, and four grey towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.
By the margin, willow veil'd, Slide the heavy barges trail'd By slow horses; and unhail'd The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd Skimming down to Camelot: But who hath seen her wave her hand? Or at the casement seen her stand? Or is she known in all the land, The Lady of Shalott?
Only reapers, reaping early, In among the bearded barley Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly; Down to tower'd Camelot; And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening, whispers, " 'Tis the fairy The Lady of Shalott."
There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott.
And moving through a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year, Shadows of the world appear. There she sees the highway near Winding down to Camelot; There the river eddy whirls, And there the surly village churls, And the red cloaks of market girls Pass onward from Shalott.
Sometimes a troop of damsels glad, An abbot on an ambling pad, Sometimes a curly shepherd lad, Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad Goes by to tower'd Camelot; And sometimes through the mirror blue The knights come riding two and two. She hath no loyal Knight and true, The Lady of Shalott.
But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's magic sights, For often through the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights And music, went to Camelot; Or when the Moon was overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed. "I am half sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley sheaves, The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, And flamed upon the brazen greaves Of bold Sir Lancelot. A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd To a lady in his shield, That sparkled on the yellow field, Beside remote Shalott.
The gemmy bridle glitter'd free, Like to some branch of stars we see Hung in the golden Galaxy. The bridle bells rang merrily As he rode down to Camelot: And from his blazon'd baldric slung A mighty silver bugle hung, And as he rode his armor rung Beside remote Shalott.
All in the blue unclouded weather Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather, The helmet and the helmet-feather Burn'd like one burning flame together, As he rode down to Camelot. As often thro' the purple night, Below the starry clusters bright, Some bearded meteor, burning bright, Moves over still Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd; On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode; From underneath his helmet flow'd His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down to Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flashed into the crystal mirror, "Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She look'd down to Camelot. Out flew the web and floated wide; The mirror crack'd from side to side; "The curse is come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott.
In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining. Heavily the low sky raining Over tower'd Camelot; Down she came and found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat, And around about the prow she wrote The Lady of Shalott.
And down the river's dim expanse Like some bold seer in a trance, Seeing all his own mischance -- With a glassy countenance Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott.
Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right -- The leaves upon her falling light -- Thro' the noises of the night, She floated down to Camelot: And as the boat-head wound along The willowy hills and fields among, They heard her singing her last song, The Lady of Shalott.
Heard a carol, mournful, holy, Chanted loudly, chanted lowly, Till her blood was frozen slowly, And her eyes were darkened wholly, Turn'd to tower'd Camelot. For ere she reach'd upon the tide The first house by the water-side, Singing in her song she died, The Lady of Shalott.
Under tower and balcony, By garden-wall and gallery, A gleaming shape she floated by, Dead-pale between the houses high, Silent into Camelot. Out upon the wharfs they came, Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame, And around the prow they read her name, The Lady of Shalott.
Who is this? And what is here? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer; And they crossed themselves for fear, All the Knights at Camelot; But Lancelot mused a little space He said, "She has a lovely face; God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott."
and a painting that most of you have no doubt seen, based on the poem:
~*~Brightest Blessings~*~ Tasha-Rose |
Edited by - GaiasRose on Jun 17 2006 4:13:15 PM |
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Aunt George
True Blue Farmgirl
1476 Posts
Georgann
Midlothian
VA
1476 Posts |
Posted - Jun 17 2006 : 7:14:41 PM
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Tasha-Rose, I do believe I know the answer to this one, but I have already won so I will just email you in private, just so I can find out if I figured it out by reading this lovely poem! I have seen this painting (well a poster) It is beautiful!
Georgann |
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EnchantedWoodsGirl
True Blue Farmgirl
959 Posts
Kathy
New Jersey
USA
959 Posts |
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GaiasRose
True Blue Farmgirl
2552 Posts
Tasha-Rose
St. Paul
Minnesota
2552 Posts |
Posted - Jun 18 2006 : 1:52:04 PM
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Not scrying. Close, but no cigar.
~*~Brightest Blessings~*~ Tasha-Rose |
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Utahfarmgirl
True Blue Farmgirl
1940 Posts
Portland
Oregon
USA
1940 Posts |
Posted - Jun 18 2006 : 4:21:25 PM
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She can't look directly at Camelot so she watches it in her mirror and weaves what she sees into tapestries.
Come visit my Etsy store at www.chezPatricia.etsy.com Farmgirls do it organically! |
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GaiasRose
True Blue Farmgirl
2552 Posts
Tasha-Rose
St. Paul
Minnesota
2552 Posts |
Posted - Jun 18 2006 : 6:26:37 PM
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Bingo Patricia!
Back then, when women would weave tapestries, they kept a mirror on the front side of it, as they wover fromt he back. They kept it there to make sure thier stiches were accurate as the backside looked nothing like the frontside. She saw the world through the mirror...
quote: ....There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott.
And moving through a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year, Shadows of the world appear. .....But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's magic sights, For often through the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights And music, went to Camelot; Or when the Moon was overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed. "I am half sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott.
and blah blah blah the handsome Lancelot makes her do what she knows she shouldn't....and she dies. Sad story.
YOU WIN!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Email me your addy and we can exchange! YAY! More teacups and saucers!!
~*~Brightest Blessings~*~ Tasha-Rose |
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Nancy Gartenman
True Blue Farmgirl
9093 Posts
Nancy
West Seneca
New York
USA
9093 Posts |
Posted - Jun 19 2006 : 08:51:27 AM
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Hi girls, Got the nicest box today from HIDEAWAY FARMGIRL, JO, Two cups and saucers,1 SMALL 1 LARGE, A CUTE FARM PLACEMAT, APPLEPIE SPICES IN A CUTE LITTLE CLOTH APPLE BAG, AND A SMALL BOOK OF SHARED THOUGHTS. And everything was very well taped,lots of tape. Thankyou so much JO!! Oh, and some tea bags, and a nice card. NANCY JO
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