tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461958167436689322024-03-19T00:44:00.916-04:00Deep Creek HollowTanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-4203971792702532912011-02-15T06:35:00.004-05:002011-02-15T06:48:37.459-05:00A new adventure begins today...<br /><br />Check out my new 'travel blog' at <a href="http://offthebeatenpathwithtanya.blogspot.com/">http://offthebeatenpathwithtanya.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />QUOTE OF THE DAY:<br /><br />“I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move.” ~ Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />PHOTO OF THE DAY:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ya8zv64wimDjSCCEEolVrS9mO4n5osAOkriIFc6JMPI-ssJGfZjiRrbMK2Hbqm7zh_nF97MsW8B9aXWJnJQJfdqZ2zf5pp3bU51rIS33X4pvKbffNxuGZRQ8E2LFkdxUiTk-4KYEHWXQ/s1600/Ridge+Road.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ya8zv64wimDjSCCEEolVrS9mO4n5osAOkriIFc6JMPI-ssJGfZjiRrbMK2Hbqm7zh_nF97MsW8B9aXWJnJQJfdqZ2zf5pp3bU51rIS33X4pvKbffNxuGZRQ8E2LFkdxUiTk-4KYEHWXQ/s320/Ridge+Road.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573881340123637826" /></a>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-56130519529033979792011-02-13T10:01:00.006-05:002011-02-13T12:06:34.199-05:00Saying Goodbye<div>Today I want to talk about 'saying goodbye' as it relates to moving forward from one place in our lives to another. Whether one is actually physically changing locale or simply changing jobs or schools or moving forward in one's life the very action of moving on almost always includes 'saying goodbye'.<br /><br />Throughout my life I have said 'Goodbye' many times and in many ways. The first and hardest for me was saying 'Goodbye' to my dad when he passed from this world shortly after my 15th birthday. He had fought long and hard not to leave us, however, his time had inevitably come. I never really got to physically say goodbye to him as he was taken to the hospital in an unconscious state and never regained consciousness...still I had to let him go. During the ensuing years I have 'said goodbye' to many other loved ones...grandparents, friends, and my own dear mom...this kind of 'goodbye' never gets easier, it is just part of life. We learn to deal with it and move on. We never stop missing these people whom we have said a <em>final </em>goodbye to. Personally I do not believe it is so final as I know we will meet again one day, still it is hard to say.<br /><br />The next big 'Goodbye' for me was leaving the place I was born in and called home for the first 25 years of my life...the small desert town of Palmdale California. It was not really hard, I knew I could come back and visit and I looked forward to starting a new life in a different place with new family and friends (I had just married my husband who was from Georgia). The most difficult part was saying goodbye to friends and family and a community that I had been a part of all of my life until then. I kept in touch with some friends and family for a while then gradually lost contact for many years until recently when I began to search for a couple of friends from my childhood. That search led me to not only finding those few but a whole big group of old friends, family and a community of people I had thought lost forever. For this I thank the Internet, Classmates dot com and Facebook...and have learned the truth of the statement 'Goodbyes are not forever'.<br /></div><br /><div>The third kind of 'saying goodbye' involves leaving behind a job, old habits, things that for one reason or another no longer work for us. Some jobs I have been glad to say goodbye to, others cause some sadness. Most recently I have had to say this sort of goodbye...having worked at a small tea room/cafe, The Baron York, for the past 6 1/2 years. This was a 'job' I truly loved! I enjoyed everything about it...the intimacy of the place, and with the people, both those I worked for and with, and those I served. I loved dressing up for work, preparing the food, even the cleaning. I loved the town (still do) where this place was located, loved my drive to work. So it is, for me, a very hard 'goodbye'...and what makes it even harder is the suddenness of it. Oh I suppose I should have seen it coming...as with most small businesses the economy has dealt it many blows, I knew the struggles because they were a daily part of it all...I just kept hoping, praying and believing that it would turn around...until the phone call came that told me it was over. Mostly what made it hard is that my services were no longer needed even through the last few weeks to closing. I understand the reasons, however they do not change the fact that I have not had a chance to say a proper 'Goodbye'...especially to the customers I had come to know and love...many of whom I will not likely see again. Of course I have been through this before with other jobs, other places, other times...still it doesn't make this time easier. So, if some of you who were customers of the Baron York are reading here I want to say how much I enjoyed meeting you, getting to know you, and serving you...it has truly been a most pleasurable experience for me. I hope perhaps some day we will meet again...I will begin work in March at 'Annie's At Alley's a small market/deli in Lakemont Ga...not sure what my hours will be, but maybe some of you will come by and have a sandwich or just check it out. I will also be exhibiting some of my photographic art in a couple of galleries in the area in the near future so perhaps I will see you there. And again...I have loved my time working at The Baron York Tea Room & Cafe...I will miss being there and serving all of you.<br /><br />And so it is time to say 'Goodbye' to that part of my life...time to move on to new adventures.<br /><br />QUOTE OF THE DAY:<br />"Don't be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetime, is certain for those who are friends." ~ Richard Bach<br /><br />PHOTO OF THE DAY:</div><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVPEf0VxJcckEPbiwsIu9zJurQVkFGTQ0SPfXNbzIkpLRdXQMDanJaz8JXyc6K9b0jw1fxOQSqRwrZpKWeIlLb_H8SlLi4A2qVEVI0TAmJ5Li48hbcbm8PsNYFcxr3GVNPmoEhesbqMgBu/s1600/Heirloom+Mums+1.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573221182345363042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVPEf0VxJcckEPbiwsIu9zJurQVkFGTQ0SPfXNbzIkpLRdXQMDanJaz8JXyc6K9b0jw1fxOQSqRwrZpKWeIlLb_H8SlLi4A2qVEVI0TAmJ5Li48hbcbm8PsNYFcxr3GVNPmoEhesbqMgBu/s320/Heirloom+Mums+1.jpg" /></a></p>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-43311692919799554372011-02-10T14:46:00.009-05:002011-02-10T17:52:31.919-05:00Seasons of LifeSpring is just around the corner and, as can be seen in the banner here, I am counting down the days to my favorite season. That being said, I must also say that I have thoroughly enjoyed our cold, wet, <strong>white</strong> winter here this year. I have always loved the snow and look forward with much anticipation when the weather forecasters begin discussing the possibility of the 'S' word.<br /><br />Once again this morning we awoke to the magical white world of winter for the 4th time this season...that has got to be a record for Georgia. We generally get one (2 if we are really lucky) good snows a year...usually around the end of January, or first of February...this season however it began with a White Christmas! That first snow brought about 3 inches of beautiful powdery white snow that would remain on the ground in some places for almost a week. The second snow came Jan. 10...6 to 12 inches...and basically shut down half the state of Georgia. Since then we have had another small dusting around the end of January and now this morning we woke to about an inch on the ground. Each of our snows this season have had their own special beauty...and today was no exception. Even though there were bare spots on the ground the snow clung to every branch and blade of grass. It was a wondrous site.<br /><br />One of the reasons I love the snow is that it transforms an otherwise barren and bleak winter landscape into a magical and beautiful place. It is a place of stillness and beauty, a place where imagination can run wild and free or one can simply enjoy the silence. Even the disruptions it causes in our busy lives are to me a welcome respite from the day to day chores, a pause from running to and fro to 'accomplish' all the tasks that we seem to think we need to accomplish. So I am grateful for these beautiful breaks God sends to us during the winter months...I enjoy them in all their beauty, from the time I see the first flake fall from the sky until the last patch has melted from the ground in our shaded meadow. And as I enjoy this beautiful creation I remember that each snowflake is unique just as each of us are...no 2 alike, all created by God to be unique and special.<br /><br />QUOTE OF THE DAY:<br /><br />“To get up each morning with the resolve to be happy is to set our own conditions to the events of each day. To do this is to condition circumstances instead of being conditioned by them.” ~ Ralph Waldo Trine<br /><br /><br />PHOTO OF THE DAY: Today is a 2-photo day.<br /><br />e <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC4gX_sf1md4GfitEnS_vAUd7w6FXX0fptrm0MGq2Pzk1Lqo7jRdi2wrmFKWRqrQKJbuLAscdGXJb3skOwqAJlYaWsIMI31JbeJzPe-ORlD0K4BzEaH0qFe8cfj2C5fJRr4MI837npvDPL/s1600/IMG_9880+%25282%2529.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572151005351136258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC4gX_sf1md4GfitEnS_vAUd7w6FXX0fptrm0MGq2Pzk1Lqo7jRdi2wrmFKWRqrQKJbuLAscdGXJb3skOwqAJlYaWsIMI31JbeJzPe-ORlD0K4BzEaH0qFe8cfj2C5fJRr4MI837npvDPL/s320/IMG_9880+%25282%2529.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-j7ToV10ihZxyQblb0KZJpQvzVZQ7OawIV7296wv-yOD_Mf9zU3uzy9j4-L_13HBAY0VniYg6-1oY5x7lh3ZVtLxsbZPCUR3z7MnTV2S1bHvnMNRqvsdevkeTPbAm4D4lgJQOzxaYOEGu/s1600/IMG_9866+%25282%2529.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572151009622271074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-j7ToV10ihZxyQblb0KZJpQvzVZQ7OawIV7296wv-yOD_Mf9zU3uzy9j4-L_13HBAY0VniYg6-1oY5x7lh3ZVtLxsbZPCUR3z7MnTV2S1bHvnMNRqvsdevkeTPbAm4D4lgJQOzxaYOEGu/s320/IMG_9866+%25282%2529.jpg" /></a>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-40623452257067732792011-02-07T07:19:00.003-05:002011-02-07T07:41:13.401-05:00AdventureThe excitement is building! The adventure is beginning! Plans are being made! Stay tuned for updates...<br /><br /><br />QUOTE OF THE DAY: Excerpt from <em>Illusions</em> by Richard Bach<br />'The Savior'<br /><br />"Once there lived a village of creatures along the bottom of a great crystal river.<br /><br />The current of the river swept silently over them all - young and old, rich and poor, good and evil, the current going its own way, knowing only its own crystal self.<br /><br />Each creature in its own manner clung tightly to the twigs and rocks at the river bottom, for clinging was their way of life, and resisting the current what each had learned from birth.<br /><br />But one creature said at last, 'I am tired of clinging. Though I cannot see it with my eyes, I trust that the current knows where it is going. I shall let go, and let it take me where it will. Clinging, I shall die of boredom.'<br /><br />The other creatures laughed and said, 'Fool! Let go, and that current you worship will throw you tumbled and smashed across the rocks, and you shall die quicker than boredom!'<br /><br />But the one heeded them not, and taking a breath did let go, and at once was tumbled and smashed by the current across the rocks.<br /><br />Yet in time, as the creature refused to cling again, the current lifted him free from the bottom, and he was bruised and hurt no more.<br /><br />And the creatures downstream, to whom he was a stranger, cried, 'See a miracle! A creature like ourselves, yet he flies! See the Messiah, come to save us all!'<br /><br />And the one carried in the current said, 'I am no more Messiah than you. The river delights to lift us free, if only we dare let go. Our true work is this voyage, this adventure.'"<br /><br />PHOTO OF THE DAY:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3Q7BDbLs97lSiW7u4KdJCF_ii-W24WSDwHyfu2qOZwwIX6EpYSWKd84CsPgYLngYh3hfo-iU9srb0NYFFzxsYHbvftndFIVZJerO1GogKf449jE0cRzL64jqA0sj2IHgXGKp7y81AOmW/s1600/SKY.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570925110619642530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3Q7BDbLs97lSiW7u4KdJCF_ii-W24WSDwHyfu2qOZwwIX6EpYSWKd84CsPgYLngYh3hfo-iU9srb0NYFFzxsYHbvftndFIVZJerO1GogKf449jE0cRzL64jqA0sj2IHgXGKp7y81AOmW/s320/SKY.bmp" /></a>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-39411651040639315082011-01-30T09:55:00.006-05:002011-01-30T18:25:31.635-05:00Perspective<p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqROpbgyFrPghw1xwrTCctqFI45szPGesqrqE2xKRi2ryCB09Hzc-81nvquxEpGR-MxHA2Qz694WN9VrgQdsn2J3INSkhhDNwnbzLpHHh2q1JbibYmIBKjUgHuU3mqu92AEfIi0mrcSvJC/s1600/Big+Trees.jpg"></a></p>As most of you know I am a photographer...Early one morning while sitting in my back yard area, camera in hand, I began to look up and found myself thinking about how different things looked from that <em>perspective</em>. This led to walking through my yard with my lens pointed upward or downward or in front or behind and adjusting the focus to each <em>perspective</em>. I found that the same thing looked quite different if I were laying on my belly on the ground as opposed to laying on my back, or sitting in a chair looking upward or outward. It also depended on where I was standing and which direction I was looking from...the same item, scene, image changed as my <em>perspective</em> shifted.<br />This shifting camera perspective started me thinking about my <em>perspective</em> on life. I have been told many times though out my life that I 'view life through rose colored glasses'. I would definitely say that I am a 'glass half full' type person, an optimist in most situations...I think this is due to my <em>perspective</em> on life. I thought about where that perspective came from, how I reached the conclusions I have reached. I kept thinking that no matter what one's situation, circumstances, challenges might be it is all about the <em>perspective</em> from which one views them...this is what makes life wonderful...or not.<br />I remembered a quote from one of my favorite books, Illusions by Richard Bach...<br /><br /><em>"Perspective- Use it or Lose It. If you turned to this page, you're forgetting that what is going on around you is not reality. Think about that."<br /></em><br />I did think about that...I thought about what 'reality' really is, how we create our own reality, how we live in that reality...and how our <em>perspective</em> changes our reality with time. I grew up on the California desert, an 'only child' of sorts (both my older brothers were married by the time I was born), the child of 'older' parents (Dad was 56 and Mom 40 when I was born), we attended church regularly, my mom's family was close-knit yet lived miles apart, my dad's family lived close by but weren't 'close', my dad and both brothers served in the military...all of these things and many more played a part in the formation of my basic belief system, as has living in the southeast, being married, being a mom, being a grandmom. Each time my life undergoes some change...my perspective changes. As I grow older...my perspective changes. If I lose something or someone...my perspective changes. If I see someone suffering...my perspective changes. As I move through life I believe it is important to look at things from varying angles, different vantage points...to listen to others when they express their opinions, share their fears, sorrows, joys, experiences...and to keep my own thoughts positive, and my words encouraging. To speak from my perspective and also try to see things from the perspective of others.<br /><br /><div align="left">QUOTE OF THE DAY:<br />Life is all in the perspective you take on it. ~ Jonathan Lockwood Huie<br />People only see what they are prepared to see. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson<br /><br />PHOTO OF THE DAY: 'Looking Up"</div><p><em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568122822588203730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqROpbgyFrPghw1xwrTCctqFI45szPGesqrqE2xKRi2ryCB09Hzc-81nvquxEpGR-MxHA2Qz694WN9VrgQdsn2J3INSkhhDNwnbzLpHHh2q1JbibYmIBKjUgHuU3mqu92AEfIi0mrcSvJC/s320/Big+Trees.jpg" /></em></p>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-85897977811434997762011-01-28T17:12:00.007-05:002011-01-28T18:05:43.221-05:00Moving On<div>Well, as you can see it has been sometime since I last posted here. Turning 60 yesterday has got me thinking that perhaps it is time to revive this blog. I've been pretty busy in the 2 years since that last post...working in a little Tea Room/Cafe, for the Census Bureau, and at a cool little market & deli, learning the ropes of being a grandmother, and taking lots and lots of photographs. I've also done a little writing and had a couple of articles published in a local magazine...and I'm hoping to do more of that. I'm not anywhere near ready to 'retire'...however, I am starting a new chapter of my life. It is this 'moving on' I want to share here. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Change has always been a bit of a fearful thing for me...I don't much like it. When I find a place I like I want to stay there forever...whether it is house, town, job or just a comfortable place in life...unfortunatly in many instances that just isn't possible...things change. And so it is that as I turn 60 and begin a new decade of my life I also find myself looking for new employment opportunites, new ways to stay involved in my community. The Tea Room Cafe where I have worked for 7 years is closing...I am sad, I loved it there, it was the perfect job...good hours, pleasant atmosphere, wonderful customers. I loved dressing up to go to work. Loved serving Tea and scones, helping folks celebrate birthdays, anniversaries or just being alive. I still have my job at the market/deli...and I love it too...good hours - check, pleasant atmosphere - check, wonderful customers - check...all good, just different...the new perfect job. The only problem is I am not sure how long it will last...nothing lasts forever...except...</div><br /><div>God's love and support. And it is with His help I will move on...to new adventures.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>QUOTE OF THE DAY: "Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished...If you are alive, it isn't." ~ Richard Bach</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>IMAGE OF THE DAY: Our home covered in snow </div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567375946315038114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj952dZy2mM9klLTfBmvz29Sd3riOS0w2cMXIGWxz1jd0kA6x0astYxHgPWdnjj34_QCx5_JDfAImRmYA6vJa_sx_ygI4bg6LGTifVrsqpjPwMkCNVe6q0ymQcrndPv_Pqi3b47TSfpH5Tw/s200/IMG_9283+%25282%2529.jpg" /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-90643329310546147642009-02-15T08:50:00.002-05:002009-02-15T09:30:15.706-05:00Sunday Morning ReflectionsIt is a beautiful morning here in the NE Georgia <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">mountains</span>...cool and crisp, partly cloudy with the promise of a beautiful day. Living here is a constant reminder to me of all of the wonderful gifts our Heavenly Father has given us...I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">privileged</span> to observe the beauty of nature and to feel the Father's presence and feel His great love surrounding me here.<br />This past week I came upon a book I would like to share with all of you...it is called "So You Don't Want To Go To Church Anymore". The title alone spoke volumes in regards to my current feelings about 'attending' church in the traditional way. From childhood through my early 20's I was a regular church-goer...as an adult I have become increasingly dissatisfied and disillusioned with the church and religion although my faith in God and my relationship with him remains strong.<br />At times I have felt somewhat ashamed of not regularly attending church and have 'tried out' a few, never really fitting in for long and eventually becoming dissatisfied and finally drifting away again. <br />I'm sure there are many other's out there who feel the same...I hope that this book will be an inspiration to all...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jakecolsen.com/JakeStory.pdf">http://www.jakecolsen.com/JakeStory.pdf</a><br /><br />Our Father's love is big and constant and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">COMPLETELY</span> UNCONDITIONAL.<br /><br />God Bless You.Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-6100688560951529152009-02-10T07:23:00.002-05:002009-02-10T09:14:43.120-05:00Tuesday Tea TimeThis week's Tea Time post is going to take a different direction...<br /><br />As many who read here know I work in a small Tea Room, what you may not know is that my friend who owns it is also a pastor's wife. This past Sunday she was involved in a book signing for a book called "From My Heart To Yours", a collection of inspirational messages written by women whose husbands are in the ministry...she made several contributions to the book and brought me a signed copy yesterday. Last night as I was realizing that I had not posted here on my blogspot in 2 weeks, and trying to decide what I would write, I remembered the book and took a 'detour' to spend some time reading. And there is was, the first message on the first page of the book was written by my friend and it was about <em>Tea</em>. Not only that, it blended in quite well with other happenings in my life recently as well as things that have been happening in the lives of many of my friends...things that have led to questions for which I have been seeking answers...questions like 'Why does God allow us to experience so much pain in our lives?' or 'How can a loving God allow such tragedy to happen to His children?', and 'If God is in control and all knowing, why is our world so out of control...why doesn't he fix it?'<br /><br />And so, for today's Tea Time <strong>'The Agony of the Leaf'</strong>...(part of the following comments are my own, some are quotes from my friend's message)...<br /><br />This past week some troubling times arose for several friends I talk with daily on another site...prompting questions like those above. Hoping to help I posted a quote which has become somewhat of a mantra to me "There is no such thing as a problem without a gift for you in it's hand. You seek problems because you need their gifts." (<em>Richard Bach...'Illusions'</em>). Several of my friends immediately commented that they could not see any 'gift' in the troubles or sorrows they were encountering (or had encountered) in their lives, or knew other's had encountered. Now I admit, sometimes the answers to the questions and the 'gifts' in the problems are not so easy to see, however, I still contend that they are always there...we need simply to open our eyes and <em>our hearts</em> to see them.<br />'So,' I hear some of you saying 'what has all of this got to do with <em>tea</em>?' Well, to quote my friend, Dea...<br />"In learning the art of making tea, I discovered each tea requires a specific temperature of water and length of steeping to bring out the best taste. <em>The term used for the tea in hot water is 'agony of the leaf'</em>...It is not until the leaf goes through the agony of hot water that it's flavor and health benefits are released. Isn't that how it is with us? <em>We do not yield the peaceful fruit of righteousness without going through hot water.</em> The fragrance of the tea reaches the nose before the flavor touches the tongue. Our lives give off an aroma of righteousness when we are trained by our discipline. We are flavorful to the world around us when we come through trials." <br /><br />So perhaps the 'gift' in the trials and tragedies we suffer in our lives is that it brings out our true 'aroma' or 'fragrance'...it allows our 'flavor' to be experienced by those around us...in other words...it frees us to be who we are intended to be, allows us be <em>real</em> and gives those around us the opportunity to experience knowing us in a deeper, more meaningful way. <br /><br />I will end today's Tea Time with another quote from Dea along with her short prayer at the end of her message...<br /><br />"May I suggest you prepare yourself a cup of <em>loose leaf tea</em>(whole leaf if possible) and watch the leaves unfurl and release their treasures. As you sip your 'cuppa' praise God for his discipline that will end in righteousness.<br /><br /><em>Father, help me to be thankful for trials and to be trained by them that I may yield the peaceful fruit of righteousness. Amen.</em>"Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-61793781684396906912009-01-27T17:18:00.012-05:002009-02-15T08:23:07.427-05:00Tuesday Tea Time<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxwoXY138lAneJmsKUk4zC9GaxB7UQ7eljv2m6Yz-lebAwqQkVWS6zEOpnLB8Y1S_i29t7HGhS7uBMwNuMwpQ3JeyNYKzOI_0Y8Su3EQn2P9VZlwWaEdqcJcYf-qB8q3PDyfDfZVMT_qhb/s1600-h/Tea+Cup.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296114606758983586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxwoXY138lAneJmsKUk4zC9GaxB7UQ7eljv2m6Yz-lebAwqQkVWS6zEOpnLB8Y1S_i29t7HGhS7uBMwNuMwpQ3JeyNYKzOI_0Y8Su3EQn2P9VZlwWaEdqcJcYf-qB8q3PDyfDfZVMT_qhb/s400/Tea+Cup.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Goodness where do the weeks go? Here it is Tuesday again and time for tea. Today's Tea Facts and information comes from a brochure printed by the Tea Council of USA...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">TEA AND A HEALTHY LIFESTYLE</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Like fruits, vegetables and other plant-based foods, tea has been shown in numerous studies to have significant health benefits. Some scientists believe that tea's beneficial effects may be the result of the naturally occurring compounds called flavonoids, which have antioxidant properties. Flavonoids are present in fruits and vegetables, but are more concentrated in tea. Both decaffeinated and regular tea provide substantial amounts of these antioxidant flavonoids.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">In the body flavonoids are believed to work to neutralize harmful molecules called 'free radicals' which, over time, can damage cells and tissues and contribute to chronic disease. Interestingly, laboratory research indicates that tea has similar or higher antioxidant power than many fruits and vegetables. While tea should not be considered a substitute for fruits and vegetables, it may be a valuable addition to a healthy, well-balanced diet. Studies suggest that flavonoids and other natural components found in tea may be beneficial in maintaining a healthy cardiovascular system. This may help explain why tea drinkers tend to have a lower risk of cardiovascular disease as well as certain types of cancers and many other chronic diseases.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">I have already discussed tea's benefits in regards to heart health in a previous posting so will move on to other possible health benefits.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="left"><strong>BONE HEALTH</strong> </div><div align="left">While tea is no replacement for other calcium rich beverages and foods associated with bone health, preliminary studies suggest that tea drinkers have stronger bones later in life. One European study found that women who drank tea actually had higher bone mineral density measurements than those who did not drink tea. While it is unclear how tea provides a bone-strengthening function, tea is a source of fluroid, which supports bone health. </div><br /><div align="left"><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="left"><strong>TYPE 2 DIABETES</strong></div><div align="left">Preliminary research suggests that drinking tea may reduce the risk of Type-2 Diabetes. Several laboratory studies have isolated potential mechanisms by which tea may decrease the risk of Diabetes, including changes to energy balance, food intake, lipid and carbohydrate metabolism and the antioxidant activities of flavonoids. Population-based studies also have found a reduction of risk for this disease amoung tea drinkers compared to non-tea drinkers.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Additionally in regards to <em>Oral Health</em>, tea - black, green, white or Oolong - may contribute to better oral health. Some experts believe that the flavonoids in tea may inhibit the ability of oral bacteria to form harmful plaque deposites. In additon, tea's naturally occuring fluoride may support healthy tooth enamal.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">And in regards to Endurance and lean body mass some animal model studies have shown that tea flavonoids help prevent excess calories from being stored as body fat while others have found that tea improves endurance during exercise. In human studies, tea flavonoids have been shown to increase resting energy expenditure, while increasing at metabolism, making it easier to achieve lean body mass.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">So have a cup of tea, or 2, and enjoy a healthier life.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-35740110915169217322009-01-20T12:42:00.010-05:002009-02-15T08:32:53.725-05:00Whimsical Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5_c-_HIi-1teEGUjdDYqATXPvGl47uEGtbaOZSWWQtKTaXL_i6tHsQMA_5QnG3ueovGaJ-hjMb8HcPRDWSQ2lfl_Ipf-2xulQg5VFTWZ5zSywSDdEA07cgQ0NfHaWzAQc6uv_A7QdpL1i/s1600-h/Mr+Whimsey.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293433598469701938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5_c-_HIi-1teEGUjdDYqATXPvGl47uEGtbaOZSWWQtKTaXL_i6tHsQMA_5QnG3ueovGaJ-hjMb8HcPRDWSQ2lfl_Ipf-2xulQg5VFTWZ5zSywSDdEA07cgQ0NfHaWzAQc6uv_A7QdpL1i/s320/Mr+Whimsey.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />When I decided to dedicate my Wednesday posting to <em>Whimsy</em> (whimsey) I had no idea where my search for information on the topic would lead me. Each week I am surprised anew. This weeks search led me in an entirely now direction...<br /><div align="center">Introducing <strong>'Lord Whimsy'</strong> </div><div align="center"><br /><em>"Once, sissies were mistaken for gentlemen; </em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>alas, now gentlemen are mistaken for sissies." </em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>- </em>Lord Whimsy</div><br /><p>LORD BREAULOVE SWELLS WHIMSY (or "Whimsy" for short) is a gentleman who defies easy description; and as such, has been said to be both a noted dandy and a “glassgazing meacock”; a doyen of culture and a “jack-a-pudding”; a renowned lepidopterist and a “mere grammaticaster”; a Parnassian man-childe and a “finical dapperling”; an exemplar of male splendor and a “chutney-bottomed ninnyroger”—and of course, he has also been dubbed an Affected Provincial. But most importantly, he is the milky gnome who has conjured into being the collection of treatises and epistles entitled THE AFFECTED PROVINCIAL'S COMPANION, VOLUME ONE. </p><br /><p>Whimsy delights with his jaunty prose and fanciful theories that leave in their wake a shimmering cloud of visions and ideas upon which the enchanted reader may ponder. The book is a distillation of Whimsy’s daily life: a sort of “personal folklore”, if you will. And like all folklore, it has roots in fact: Whimsy does indeed live near farms, raise moths and ride his highwheel bicycle through the rural town in which he resides. Whimsy has earned a loyal following through his regularly published articles in the Philadelphia Independent; readers have been known to give him handmade quince candies, love letters, and shouts of recognition as he strolls by. In return for these kindnesses, Lord Whimsy makes himself available to those in need, as he did when he once conducted a <span style="color:#000000;">wedding</span> for a couple of his readers. To quote a gentleman attending the event: “Dude, Whimsy’s real!”</p><br /><p>In his attempt to live as beautifully as his modest means will allow, Lord Whimsy has lived in a former army barracks in a small rural town in the New Jersey Pine Barrens for twelve years. There he has created for himself a garden-choked naturalist/aesthete's outpost filled with books, animals, and artwork. He regularly posts his dispatches on an online journal, where he discusses topics as diverse as carnivorous plants, moustache grooming, French nineteenth-century cameo glass vases, and the great Wallace Shawn.</p><br /><p>You can read Whimsy's journal and other interesting information about him at the following website. </p><br /><p><a href="http://www.lordwhimsy.com/">http://www.lordwhimsy.com/</a></p>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-26045013365534222862009-01-20T08:48:00.008-05:002009-01-20T10:01:14.100-05:00Tuesday Tea Time<div align="left"><strong><span style="color:#663300;">Did You Know...</span></strong></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663333;">Tea is the second most popular beverage in the world next to water?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663333;">Tea was discovered by accident nearly 5000 years ago?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663333;">Tea contains naturally occuring plant compounds that may be good for your health?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663333;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663333;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#666600;"><em></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#666600;"><em>Tea is an ancient beverage that is loved by people around the world. Green Tea is most popular in Asian countries, while Black Tea is the brew of choice in the US and Western European countries. All tes comes from the</em> Camellia sinensis <em>plant, which is a warm weather evergreen. The types of tea are determined by the freshness of the tea leaves at processing and the amount of time they are in contact with oxygen. </em></span><span style="color:#666600;"><em>There is a wide variety of flavorful variations of both Green and Black, as well as White and Oolong Teas, because each tea takes on the name of the district in which it is grown and each district is known for producing tea with unique flavor and character. Additionally tea is divided into different grades, determined by the leaf size. </em></span></div><div align="left"><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#666600;"><em></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#666600;"><em></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#666600;"><em>Herbal teas do not come from the</em> Camellia Sinensis<em>, but are an infusion of leaves, roots, bark, seeds or flowers of a variety of plants. Although</em> Herbal teas<em> lack many of the unique characteristics of the traditional teas and are not linked to the research on potential health benefits of such, many believe these herbal infusions have potential health benefits all their own.</em></span></div><div align="left"><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em> </div><div align="left"><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#666600;"><em>According to legend, the custom of drinking tea began around 2737BC when some tea leaves accidentally blew into a pot of boiling water belonging to the Chinese Emperor Shen Nung. Whether enjoyed hot with milk and sugar or honey, or sweetened and served in a tall glass over ice as we southerners prefer it, tea's popularity continues to grow. Always savored as a flavorful refreshment, ancient people believed that the brew cured a variety of ailments. Today, scientist continue to find a variety of health benefits may indeed be linked to this beverage, and that the natural compounds found in tea may, in fact, help to maintain good health.</em></span></div><div align="left"><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em> </div><div align="left"><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="color:#666600;">If any of you would like to learn more about TEA I would invite you to participate in a 'Professional Tea Tasting' event. For more information you can contact Dea at The Baron York Tea Cafe... www.baronyorkcafe.com </span></em></div><div align="left"></div><strong><span style="color:#663300;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663300;"></span></strong>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-36189062363929890742009-01-13T17:02:00.009-05:002009-01-14T07:32:40.480-05:00Another Whimsical Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkI3r5c2ZPR4UId18nFBJxofQz9OPOPY-o6WD2eKKC3rlHP2fck_XegkfwBl19oBDetR41Hxt5PcJIRzRm7IkyyUoysOpkTEF7EU3cbDvJQwx1eVDLs2CmWghk2u8SqCxb3SI28EpBUOy7/s1600-h/Zappa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290915255487963010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkI3r5c2ZPR4UId18nFBJxofQz9OPOPY-o6WD2eKKC3rlHP2fck_XegkfwBl19oBDetR41Hxt5PcJIRzRm7IkyyUoysOpkTEF7EU3cbDvJQwx1eVDLs2CmWghk2u8SqCxb3SI28EpBUOy7/s320/Zappa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Frank Zappa's <em>Whimsical</em> Songs Will Stand the Test of Time...<br /><br />This week for 'Whimsical Wednesday' I wanted to focus on <em>whimsical songs...</em>when I typed those 2 words in my yahoo search bar I was once again transported back to my teen years as the name 'Frank Zappa' appeared on the screen. You see, Frank spent part of his early years growing up in the same area of the California desert as I did. He along with his musical buddy, Capt. Beefheart, graduated from my rival high school and I saw them perform together several times in the 60's during our local fair's 'Battle of the Bands'. I was a major 'band groupie' in my teen years and have fond memories of attending the practice sessions of several local 'garage bands'. Additionally I remember many small concerts and the best time of my high school years... attending the Monterey International Pop Festival.<br /><br />Frank's time in Lancaster is written about here in his Wikipedia Biography...<br /><br /><span style="color:#663333;">By 1956, the Zappa family had moved to </span><span style="color:#663333;">Lancas</span><span style="color:#663333;">ter, a small </span><span style="color:#663333;">aerospace</span><span style="color:#663333;"> and farming town in the </span><span style="color:#663333;">Antelope Valley </span><span style="color:#663333;">of the </span><span style="color:#663333;">Mojave Desert</span><span style="color:#663333;">, close to </span><span style="color:#663333;">Edwards Air Force Base</span><span style="color:#663333;">, and </span><span style="color:#663333;">Los Angeles</span><span style="color:#663333;">.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#663333;">At </span><span style="color:#663333;">Antelope Valley High School</span><span style="color:#663333;">, Zappa met Don Vliet (who later expanded his name to Don Van Vliet and adopted the stage name </span><span style="color:#663333;">Captain Beefheart</span><span style="color:#663333;">). Zappa and Vliet became close friends, sharing an interest in R&B records and influencing each other musically throughout their careers. Around the same time, Zappa started playing drums in a local band, The Blackouts. The band was racially diverse, and included Euclid James "Motorhead" Sherwood who later became a member of the Mothers of Invention. Zappa grew more and more interested in the guitar, and in 1957, he was given his first guitar. Among his early influences were </span><span style="color:#663333;">Johnny "Guitar" Watson</span><span style="color:#663333;">, </span><span style="color:#663333;">Howlin' Wolf</span><span style="color:#663333;"> and </span><span style="color:#663333;">Clarence "Gatemouth" Brown</span><span style="color:#663333;">. (In the 1970s and 80s, he invited Watson to perform on several albums.) Zappa considered soloing as the equivalent of forming "air sculptures", and developed an eclectic, innovative and personal style.<br />Zappa's interest in composing and arranging proliferated in his last high-school years. By his final year, he was writing, </span><span style="color:#663333;">arranging</span><span style="color:#663333;"> and </span><span style="color:#663333;">conducting</span><span style="color:#663333;"> avant-garde performance pieces for the school </span><span style="color:#663333;">orchestra</span><span style="color:#663333;">. He graduated from Antelope Valley High School in 1958, and later acknowledged two of his music teachers on the sleeve of the 1966 album Freak Out! </span><br /><br />So my search for <em>whimsical songs</em> lead me to an article entitled "His Whimsical Songs Will Stand the Test of Time" from which the following text was borrowed...<br /><br /><span style="color:#663300;">"Frank Zappa was and is an American rock music icon. Born in 1940, he passed away much too young at the age of 52 in 1993. Although he was perhaps most well-known for being the leader of the 'Mothers of Invention' musical group, Frank Zappa was also a very accomplished music producer and engineer. In addition, Mr Zappa was a very talented painter and filmmaker who created and produced a feature motion picture in the early 1970's titled "200 Motels". Although electric guitar was his primary instrument of choice, Mr. Zappa was proficient on many other musical instruments as well. His droll, often-spoken vocal deliveries were as much humorous observations as they were aural paintings and stories that were easy to visualize, due to his relaxed, absurdest manner. Much of Frank Zappa's song titles and content to this day, are still baffling to many people. Zappa, along with his contemporary, cohort and sometimes band mate, Captain Beefheart, created a body of work populated by <em><strong>whimsical</strong></em> and absurdest characters and themes very similar to bizarre musical cartoons. While much of Mr. Zappa's music can certainly be described as 'hard rock', at times, there are distinct elements of classical music evident in many of his works.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">And so this week's <em>Whimsical Wednesday</em> is dedicated to the <em>whimsical songs </em>of Frank Zappa.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_Zappa"><span style="font-size:85%;">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_Zappa</span></a><br /><a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/62154/the_top_ten_songs_by_frank_zappa.html?cat=33"><span style="font-size:85%;">http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/62154/the_top_ten_songs_by_frank_zappa.html?cat=33</span></a>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-12970267809006546402009-01-13T08:34:00.003-05:002009-01-13T09:25:33.874-05:00Tuesday Tea TimeWow...Tuesday is here again already! It's time for more tea education.<br /><br /><span style="color:#663300;">Today I will answer a question posed to me by Ms.~K on my last week's posting comments. She asked, "I am on a strict no-caffiene diet, due to heart issues...can I find <em>caffiene free</em> <strong>green tea</strong>?"</span><br /><br />In regards to <em>caffine free</em> <strong>Green Tea</strong> I have not been able to find any as yet, however, <strong>Green Tea</strong> has the lowest caffine content per cup of any of the teas...Black Tea has 25 to 110 mg per 6 oz cup, Oolong Tea 12 to 55 mg, and <strong>Green Tea</strong> only 8 to 16 mg, which, as you can see is signifigantly less. Additionally it has been found in several published studies that tea drinking is associated with improved cardiovascular health.<br /><br />In regards to 'Heart Health', scientists believe Tea provides heart health benefits in a variety of ways. Research has associated tea drinking with reduced risk for hypertention , stroke and atherosclerosis, or harding of the arteries. Other studies suggest that tea may improve blood vessel and endothelial function and help control blood clotting, thereby supporting healthy blood flow and circulation. The current body of research suggests that drinking 3 to 5 cups of tea per day can offer significant heart health benefits ranging from reducing heart attack risk to lowering Low Density Lipoprotein (LDL) cholesterol, or “bad” cholesterol.<br /><br />For example, a large Japanese population study found that, amoung men and women, those who drank just over two cups (about 17 ounces) of <strong>Green Tea</strong> per day reduced their risk of death from cardiovascular disease by 22 to 33% compared to those who drank less than a half-cup of <strong>green tea</strong> daily.<br /><br />Another study found that participants who drank more than 16 fl. oz. of black tea per day had a 50% lower prevalence of cardiovascular disease (CHD) than non-tea drinkers. And yet another study found that those who drank more than 3 cups of black tea per day (>375 mL) reduced their risk of heart attack by 43% as compared to non-tea drinkers. Additionally, a study conducted by the US Department of Agriculture (USDA) found that participants who drank 5 cups of black tea per day along with a diet moderately low in fat and cholesterol reduced their LDL cholesterol by about 11% after three weeks.<br /><br /><span style="color:#663300;">So in answer to your question ~K, I would say that the benefits of Green Tea drinking would out-weigh any negative effects considering the minimal amounts of caffeine involved. Of course you should check with your doctor before you make your decision.</span><br /><span style="color:#663300;"></span><br /><span style="color:#333333;">The facts in this post come from articles provided by the Tea Council of the USA, Inc. If any of my readers would like additional information you can go to <a href="http://www.teausa.org/">www.teausa.org</a></span><br /><span style="color:#333333;">Or visit us at The Baron York Tea Cafe and Gift Shop for professional Tea Tasting and educational Tea Experiences. Go to <a href="http://www.baronyorkcafe.com/">www.baronyorkcafe.com</a> for additional information on our monthly special events.</span>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-23758358448958477202009-01-11T13:46:00.015-05:002009-01-11T15:42:34.234-05:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyF_51gwmtgsY-rUWVldZNJgNAC-Wi637DgDlQtZW1pTXUJBJOSrnM5pZxIenaPAyJUFNcHw0hpknWdYbr-SnJ2lpvmeIEa5S3VH6WGl9U5a5hAzvEPIIACXLMSUfOGwvVugGsSW78TztL/s1600-h/Eli+%26+Daddy+at+the+creek+2+for+card.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290114100125009170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyF_51gwmtgsY-rUWVldZNJgNAC-Wi637DgDlQtZW1pTXUJBJOSrnM5pZxIenaPAyJUFNcHw0hpknWdYbr-SnJ2lpvmeIEa5S3VH6WGl9U5a5hAzvEPIIACXLMSUfOGwvVugGsSW78TztL/s400/Eli+%26+Daddy+at+the+creek+2+for+card.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#663300;"> This photo image of my son and grandson was taken by me near the creek that runs through the back of our property on our grandson's first visit to our home when he was 5 months old. I just fell in love with the image and have added artistic touches to it and used it on cards and made prints for my son, my husbands parents (this is their first grandchild and first great grandchild) and myself. It is one of my favorite images.<br /></span><br /><div>I've been tagged by Ms.~K at <a href="http://kit-dogdaze.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Dog Daze</a> to participate in a fun "Meme".</div><div> </div><div>The directions are as follows: Open a document or photo folder and choose the fourth folder and then the fourth photo in that folder. Next, post the photo with a description about it and then tag 4 friends to do the same.</div><br /><div>I tag:</div><br /><div>Dea at <a id="followed-blog-1" onclick="'BLOG_readingList.changeSelectedBlog(event," href="javascript:void(0)">Steeped Thoughts</a></div><div>Aurora at <a href="http://wildaurora.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Don't Postpone Joy</a></div><div>Pat at <a href="http://backporchmusings.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Back Porch Musings</a></div><div>'J' at <a href="http://lotsofscotts.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Lots of Scotts</a> </div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-32427541612375604912009-01-10T10:03:00.006-05:002009-01-10T11:22:45.144-05:00Different RoadsRecently I have re-connected with several of my old 'childhood/high school' friends...it is a good feeling to find old friends and get to know them once again. Many of the folks I have found are people I grew up with. We were raised in different families with varying backgrounds and traditions yet there was a common thread holding us together. We were all raised in a close knit community, some of us attended the same church, others attended various other churches of differing denominations...but we were ALL raised in 'Christian' homes. And we were raised in a time when 'parenting' was a community responsibility...by that I mean regardless of whose home we may be in at the time the parents there had the responsibility of teaching, disciplining, and caring for us, and they took that responsibility seriously. I feel that all of my friends parents played an important role in raising me, as did my parents in raising them. So, why did we all turn out so different? Why have some had such hard lives and others seemed so blessed?<br /><br />We have all chosen different paths...taken different roads to where we are now. Some did not choose so well...but did they make a mistake? Or was it just their destiny to follow that rough road? Only God knows for sure. It is my belief that there are no 'mistakes', no 'coincidences' in our lives...just choices and consequences, or outcomes of those choices.<br /><br />This past week I spent some time with one of my closest childhood friends...life has taken a toll on her body, but it has not broken her spirit. She chose her path and it has not been an easy one, but when asked if she had it to do over again would she do it differently her answer is 'No'. I have asked myself the same question a few times when things have not been too great in my own life...and guess what, my answer is also 'No'. And for both of us the reason is the same...because if I had chosen differently I would not have the 'blessings' that I have in my life today. Both of us realize that the most important things in our lives...the people we love the most...our children and grandchildren...would not be ours if we had chosen a different mate (or mates in her case) and thereby chosen a different road. We may have missed the bumps we hit in the road we chose, but there would have been other bumps and there is no guarantee the results/rewards would have been one bit better in the end, or even as good. I pray her life (and mine too) from here on out is easier and sweeter, if it isn't I hope that for this part of the journey we will be there for each other and our spirits and faith will keep us strong.<br /><br />I end this post with the following quote which has come to mean a great deal to me during the past year...<br /><br />"I've lived through things I would never have thought I was capable of and I am much less afraid than I used to be.<br />The process of wounding awakens us to our strength...it shuffles our values and the top priority is never what you thought it would be. It's never about perfection or power...it always turns out to be about LOVE.<br />Knowing ourselves to be vulnerable and our time here to be limited we are freed to live more passionately and fully than we have been before...to discover what's worth fighting for and who we are...real strength lies buried at the depth of any wound we have survived. "<br />Author UnknownTanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-24543335531297354402009-01-07T08:41:00.002-05:002009-01-07T09:06:03.992-05:00Whimsical Wednesdays<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Whimsical</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Whim"si*cal\, a. [From </span><a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/Whimsey"><span style="font-size:85%;">Whimsey</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">.] </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">1. Full of, or characterized by, whims; actuated by a whim; having peculiar notions; queer; strange; freakish. "A whimsical insult." --Macaulay.<br />My neighbors call me whimsical. --Addison.<br />2. Odd or fantastic in appearance; quaintly devised; fantastic. "A whimsical chair." --Evelyn.<br />Syn: Quaint; capricious; fanciful; fantastic.<br />Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary, © 1996, 1998 MICRA, Inc. </span><br /><br />I think all of our lives need more 'Whimsey' in them. Growing up I had a wonderful imagination. We didn't have a television in my family's home so I grew up surrounded by books...read to me by my parents on a daily basis until I was old enough to read them myself, and then later reading everything I could get my hands on. Additionally I lived in a small community and our home was several miles outside of town so we used our imagination to create fun things to do and magical worlds to do them in. <br /><br />One of my old friends recently reminded me of the castles and forts we used to build from 'Tumbleweeds'...yes that's right, I said 'tumble weeds'. We would pick them up and stack them in all manner of fanciful arrangements from walled forts to multi-room structures. Sometimes covered with old sheets or blankets to shelter us from sun or rain, others left uncovered to let the breeze blow through, these tumbleweed temples were magical places where we played and stretched our imaginations to the limit.<br /><br />And so, in memory of those times I present...Whimsical Wednesdays.<br /><br />This week...a whimsical poem...<br /><br /><div align="center">"Memories"</div><div align="center">by: Lee Jun Hui</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">"Let's crystalize the beautifullest memories of ours. </div><div align="center">Then they would be tangible. </div><div align="center">And when we're feeling down, </div><div align="center">We could take a look at those pearly crystals. </div><div align="center">And reminisce the happiest times of our lives. </div><div align="center">We could display them on the glass shelves. </div><div align="center">And they would showcase without hesitation, </div><div align="center">The fond memories of childhood, </div><div align="center">The fun and laughter, </div><div align="center">The best of times we've ever had! </div><div align="center">We would keep those memories to ourselves. </div><div align="center">And treat them with precious care. </div><div align="center">And share them with other people. </div><div align="center">May those crystals of fond memories, </div><div align="center">Sparkle with pride. </div><div align="center">And last for an eternity.</div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-21830924623753611202009-01-06T09:41:00.004-05:002009-01-06T09:59:44.326-05:00Tuesday Tea Time<div align="left"><span style="color:#663300;">Three days each week I work at a small Tea Room/Cafe...I have learned a lot about Tea during my 4+ years there and have decided that here on my blog Tuesday will be for Tea education...I will start with an article about the benefits of green tea published in the Harvard Woman's Health Watch. I hope you will find your time here to be enjoyable, interesting and informative.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663300;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Benefits of drinking Green Tea</span></div><div align="center"><strong>The proof is in: drinking tea is healthy, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>says Harvard Women’s Health Watch</strong></div><div align="justify"><br />Boston , MA —Although tea drinking has been associated with health benefits for centuries, only in recent years have its medicinal properties been investigated scientifically. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Tea's health benefits are largely due to its high content of <em>flavonoids</em>—plant-derived compounds that are antioxidants. <em>Green tea</em> is the best food source of a group called <em>catechins</em>. In test tubes, catechins are more powerful than vitamins C and E in halting oxidative damage to cells and appear to have other disease-fighting properties. Studies have found an association between consuming green tea and a reduced risk for several cancers, including, skin, breast, lung, colon, esophageal, and bladder.<br /> </div><div align="justify">Additional benefits for regular consumers of green and black teas include a reduced risk for heart disease. The antioxidants in <em>green</em>, black, and <em>oolong</em> teas can help block the oxidation of LDL (bad) cholesterol, increase HDL (good) cholesterol and improve artery function. A Chinese study published recently in the Archives of Internal Medicine showed a 46%-65% reduction in hypertension risk in regular consumers of oolong or green tea, compared to non-consumers of tea.<br /></div><div align="justify">Here are a few tips to get the most out of tea-drinking:<br /></div><div align="justify"><em>*Drinking a cup of tea a few times a day to absorb antioxidants and other healthful plant compounds. In green-tea drinking cultures, the usual amount is three cups per day.<br /></em></div><div align="justify"><em>*Allow tea to steep for three to five minutes to bring out its catechins.<br /></em></div><div align="justify"><em>*The best way to get the catechins and other flavonoids in tea is to drink it freshly brewed. Decaffeinated, bottled ready-to-drink tea preparations, and instant teas have less of these compounds.<br /></em></div><div align="justify"><em>*Tea can impede the absorption of iron from fruits and vegetables. Adding lemon or milk or drinking tea between meals will counteract this problem. </em></div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-85624758387124336642009-01-03T10:51:00.004-05:002009-01-03T12:53:42.411-05:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;">In loving memory of </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;">Meredith Hope Emerson </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;">1983 - 2008</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Do not stand at my grave and weep, </div><div align="center">I am not there, I do not sleep. </div><div align="center">I am in a thousand winds that blow, </div><div align="center">I am the softly falling snow. </div><div align="center">I am the gentle showers of rain, </div><div align="center">I am the fields of ripening grain. </div><div align="center">I am in the morning hush, </div><div align="center">I am in the graceful rush </div><div align="center">Of beautiful birds in circling flight,</div><div align="center">I am the starshine of the night. </div><div align="center">I am in the flowers that bloom, </div><div align="center">I am in a quiet room. </div><div align="center">I am in the birds that sing, </div><div align="center">I am in each lovely thing. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">Rest in peace sweet girl...your spirit will live on in everything you loved and in each of us who love the gentle rain, the feel of the soft wind caressing out cheeks, the smell of pines, the sound of the water rushing over the rocks and the friendship of our furry companions.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><a href="http://www.legacy.com/Atlanta/GB/GuestbookView.aspx?PersonId=100978180">http://www.legacy.com/Atlanta/GB/GuestbookView.aspx?PersonId=100978180</a></div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-90541242306279930562009-01-01T09:33:00.003-05:002009-01-01T13:11:18.574-05:00Happy New Year!Awe, a fresh new year...filled with hope and promise. A time for new resolutions...some will be kept, some not. I have only one resolution this year...inspired by the events of the past year that influenced me the most...I resolve to 'live a more glorious life'. It will take work on my part...I will need to be more giving and forgiving, kinder, more caring and above all, more grateful for the people in my life. I will do my best, with God's help, to keep this resolution.<br /><br />A while back a friend's comment inspired me to look for a book I used to refer to often for strength in my convictions on some personal subjects...it turned out it wasn't the book I was actually suppose to find at that time, but rather an old newpaper clipping that tumbled from between the pages, that I needed to read at that particular time in my life. Below I share the insight found in that old clipping...I'm sure I knew who's words they were when I clipped it from the paper (perhaps the author of the book)...alas, my memory fails me, so for now I will simply say...author unknown...<br /><br /><span style="color:#006600;"> "This is our Father's world, and we must lend listening ears to the songs and signs found in nature, the events of history, and the social encounters of our daily routine. We never know when or how new meaning might break through. We can't predict when a new understanding might emerge or a divine insight might be revealed to illuminate our dark and lonely paths. We don't know how God might act to open up a new way, a new joy, a new freedom, and a new, more glorious life.<br /> I have come to believe that God is truly with us. And what may seem accidental or even tragic at the time of the occurrence turns out to be...just one more development in a continuously unfolding, marvelously meaningful plan for one's life."</span><br /><br />And so, as we start this New Year I pray that all of us will be more mindful of our surroundings, always aware that nothing in this life happens by chance and that God has a plan for each of us. We may not always understand the timing of events...finding an old friend, meeting a new one, the loss of a loved one or aquintance, a personal triumph or tragedy...the important thing is to be aware that it is all part of this journey we call life, moving us forward...never backward. We need not always understand...we need to simply embrace the moment for that is all we are ever guarenteed...one moment in time.<br /><br />And so as this new year begins I pray that God will bless you my friends. May you find strength to move through all the seasons, circumstances, tragedies, and events of your lives moment by moment, step by step to find a truly 'more glorious life'.Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-30143559924462479612008-12-31T10:52:00.001-05:002008-12-31T10:58:26.543-05:00To Friendships - Old & New Part II<em><span style="font-family:georgia;">"Make new friends, but keep the old...One is silver and the other gold...A circle is round, it has no end...That's how long, I will be your friend...A fire burns bright, it warms the heart...We've been friends, from the very start...You have one hand, I have the other...Put them together, We have each other...Silver is precious, Gold is too...I am precious, and so are you...You help me, and I'll help you and together we will see it through...Across the land...Across the sea...Friends forever...We will always be." </span></em><br /><br />That old Girl Scout song so described my feeling about my long time childhood friend, Denise...<em>'friends forever we will always be'</em>...and then I moved so far away and somehow everything changed. One day I realized that I no longer knew where any of my childhood friends were, or what they were doing. Even that 'best friend', whom I had been so close to, was lost to me. There have been many times throughout those 26 years that I have thought about her and wondered where she was and what was going on in her life, and several of those times I made some feeble attempt to find her, always unsuccessfully. Recently I have been very nostalgic... rummaging through old photos and scrapbooks, trolling the Internet in search of familiar names and places, joining 'classmates.com' in search of some illusive glimpse of what is long past. I'm not sure what has made this time different, but it has been...I have been more focused in my search, more determined to find her. I do not miss the place where I used to live...the hot, dry, dusty desert...but some of the people from those early years I miss a lot. I have found a few other 'old friends' and former classmates along the way and have enjoyed chatting with them, getting re-acquainted, learning where they are, where they've been...but that one special friend that I wanted most to find seemed to be eluding me...And then it happened...<br /><br />This past Saturday I found her!<br /><br />She lives (and has for 20 years) just 3 hours away from me! We have spoken twice on the phone since then...our face-to-face reunion will take place this Friday on her granddaughter's 5th birthday. We have a lot of catching up to do. I am over-joyed to have found her and at the same time broken hearted that we have missed out on so much we could have shared these past 20 years while we have been living only 3 hours apart. We have both gone through many changes during that time...both of us have lost our mother who lived with (or near) us, both have become grandmothers, she has lost her husband...we could have been there for each other. I know we cannot get back the years that we have missed, the memories we could have made...all of that is lost forever. I can only do my best to not loose track of her again and pray that we will have time now, and in the future, to re-kindle our friendship and treasure the time we have left to once again enjoy each other's companionship. In reconnecting with her I have also reconnected with her sister's...already talked to one of them. So as we start this New Year I will look back and remember...AND look forward to new friendships yet to be made and a fresh start towards new memories made with old friends once lost, now found, but never forgotten.Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-21362010121703207202008-12-30T09:49:00.004-05:002008-12-30T10:26:17.794-05:00New Year's MemoriesSome of my favorite memories of New Year's past are the ones I spent with my friend Denise (the friend I have been searching for) and her family. Mom and I would make the 60 mile trip to their home a few days prior to January 1st because we wanted to be there to help in the preparations for the big day. The tradition, as I remember it, was started in her mom's family many years befor. After my dad's passing in 1966 my mom and I began spending our New Years holidays with Denise's family, became involved in their tradition and helped to carry it on year after year . For 2 or 3 days prior to New Years day we (all of us gals) would take over the kitchen and dinning area to make homemade Tamales...hundereds of them!<br /><br />Everything was made from scratch using an old family recipe. The dining room table would be covered with corn husks waiting to be filled. The air filled with the delicious aroma of spices used in the preperation. Batch after batch of the meat stuffing was lovingly prepared, spooned onto the husks, rolled, tied, boiled, cooled and bagged...some to be placed in the freezer, others refrigerated. Finally on New Years Eve everyone (and there was almost always a crowd there) would get their first taste of that year's batch along with other delicious Mexican dishes...all homemade. On New Years Day amidst parades and football bowl games on TV, we ate Tamales...for breakfast, lunch and dinner...and entertained a seemingly endless parade of visitors...all of which left with at least one package of frozen Tamales for future consumption.<br /><br />Every year at New Years now, as my family eats the traditionally southern Blackeyed Peas and Collard Greens, I find myself longing for a Tamale or 2. Wishing that when I left those friends behind to follow my husband across the country I would have at least brought with me the recipe for Miss Clara's Tamales.<br /><br />This year that recipe may be in reach.Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-10745644561951652812008-12-29T07:47:00.006-05:002008-12-29T17:02:14.542-05:00To Friendships...Old & NewI did not grow up here in these 'Hills of Habersham' although I have called them home for 20 years, and this is the place I have felt most 'at home' in my life...you know the saying, "Home is where the heart is". I grew up in a small, close-knit community in the high desert of California. I was born there and lived there until I married in my mid 20's. It is where childhood and teenage friendships were formed, and where I left them when I moved across the country to start my home and family in my husbands birthplace...Georgia.<br /><br />At first we friends kept in touch by mail and phone, then gradually the connections faded and all contact was lost. I made new friends in the towns we lived in here in the south and left some of them behind also as the years rolled by. Occasionally I think of those newer friends and wonder where they are, but none so much as the old friends I left behind in the California desert...they were my childhood friends and the bonds we formed were strong. I learned to be who I am with them. Their parents influenced my life almost as much as my own did...with traditions and values and moral judgement. They helped teach me to share, to drive, to cook, to read, to write. They were my teachers and classmates in the school of life.<br /><br />There was one family in particular that played a huge part in my life. We met at our church when I was about 6 years old. This family had just been through a devastating house fire in which the father was badly burned rescuing the youngest of his 3 daughters. Our church family welcomed them with open arms and hearts and my family became close friends with them almost immediately. The oldest of the girls was my age and we became friends, but the middle sister became one of my closest childhood friends. In those days it was customary in my family (and most of my friends families) to attend both morning and evening Sunday services at church, and many a child's Sunday afternoons were spent with friends...so it was not unusual to find me at her house, or her at mine on any given Sunday afternoon. Even when her family moved to a town about 60 miles away we kept our friendship strong spending entire weeks together at each other's homes during the summer and traveling back and forth on many weekends. I was in her wedding...her daughter was the flower girl in mine. We loved each other like sisters. Our families forever intertwined. And then about 26 years ago we lost touch...<br /><br />To be continued.Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-13259810725073467702008-12-26T21:54:00.006-05:002008-12-26T22:41:44.658-05:00Looking Forward...Remembering Backward<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo3QgrPfnPQbrLb0lG_0hclOP_7dWhQ6dNn9vH4ZpG6QH6uUjBRTcp6N5-Dv37XOqMAYBnnrJxmpPHq_Uit-FC_dJjIIDj1uI5gbdxwPsWVnWpAFnprV8aDs4bAZxGx_ZUMRkhi9aNx5EW/s1600-h/Eli_&_Nana_2_Graphic_7x5_small_for_email.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284309198404284306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo3QgrPfnPQbrLb0lG_0hclOP_7dWhQ6dNn9vH4ZpG6QH6uUjBRTcp6N5-Dv37XOqMAYBnnrJxmpPHq_Uit-FC_dJjIIDj1uI5gbdxwPsWVnWpAFnprV8aDs4bAZxGx_ZUMRkhi9aNx5EW/s200/Eli_&_Nana_2_Graphic_7x5_small_for_email.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left">"What a long strange trip it's been"...words from the Grateful Dead song 'Truckin' really describe this past year in my life. There have been many twists and turns...some good, some not so good...all moving me forward in this journey we call 'life'. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">For me 2008 began with a tragedy that rocked my world and left me stunned and confused. Although it was not a 'personal' tragedy in the sense that it did not happen to me or anyone I knew personally, it touched me deeply and served to change my perspective greatly. In the end the year, as well as the tragedy, has left me with some great new friends and a heightened appreciation for all of the people in my life...friends and family both past and present. I have learned this year not to take for granted anything or anyone...every moment is precious...there are none to waste. As the New Year approaches I am looking forward to the freshness and hope it brings with it...and at the same time I am remembering back to more innocent times. </div><br /><div align="left">I have a new grandson...my first...and I wish that he could experience the world as I once knew it...simple, safe, uncluttered. I wish that I could take him back to the days when mommy's didn't work outside the home, when families sat down at the dinner table together, went to church on Sunday, had time to go on picnics and camp-outs together, when children could play outside after dark and trick-or-treat in neighborhoods instead of shopping malls. I am lucky in one sense because my son, his father, shares my love of the outdoors and the simpler things in life so I know that he will teach him to appreciate the earth beneath his feet and world around him...it is just that in our world today no one is safe...and that scares me. I will do my best to give him a safe haven. And I will make sure he knows that he is precious and loved...every moment of every day for as long as I live.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946195816743668932.post-17964460363846926312008-12-25T17:11:00.005-05:002008-12-25T17:35:43.338-05:00Welcome and Merry Christmas<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"><span style="color:#990000;">Merry Christmas and welcome to the first post to my blog. Having been inspired by my friend Kit at Dog Daze Blog I have decided to embark on this new adventure. I don't know if I will post here everyday...I can only say I will do my best and hopefully get better at it as time goes by. One thing I do hope to do is to find many new friends along the way...So here goes.</span></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">I will start with a favorite quote of mine...not sure who said it but it has been on all of my business cards and forms for about 12 years now...</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">"There is a destiny that makes us brothers<br />No one walks this world alone<br />All that we send we send into the lives of others<br />Comes back into our own."</span>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04737442843162986047noreply@blogger.com1