We had our Silas Marner High Tea & Book Discussion today. The rare Nashville snow receded just enough to let us all drive in from our varied sides of town and the sun shown warmly on slowly melting ice chunks lingering beneath overhanging tree limbs. But - for now the roads are clear!
Even though the writer George Eliot is not one of my favorite authors, there is the storyline regarding Silas Marner and his sweet adoption of little Eppie that I just love. Poor lowly weaver of Raveloe – reclusive and crushed by society – broken free from his isolation by a lost and friendless little toddler. If only George Eliot had stuck to the storyline and stopped wandering about talking about EVERYTHING else… I would have enjoyed the actual execution of the book more. (sigh)
But the discussion was good and it’s always true that thoughts and ideas sound better & flow more freely over bone china cups of Crème Earl Grey, Yorkshire Harrogate and Baroness Grey teas.
When we first got to the Tearoom a baby shower was just finishing up... I snapped this photo of a "cake" made by diapers that was so, so cute!
It was a small group of us today – only five tea-drinkers. But we had a great time nibbling goodies and sharing our thoughts. Afterwards, three of us went over to the art museum to see The Birth of Impressionism with paintings by Monet, Renoir, Cézanne and the painter of two of my favorite paintings (The Balloon and The Pigeon), Pierre Puvis de Chavannes.
When I got home I found a wonderful surprise – Uncle R had prepared a delicious supper. He took our cast iron Dutch oven and cooked a whole chicken with little fingerling potatoes, baby carrots, onions, garlic and a sneaky little jalapeno hiding amongst the simmering tastiness.
A day of tea, books, art and then a wonderful supper fixed by Uncle R….
Ahhhhh… it was a good day! It’s still hard to not know where my next job will come from – but I keep walking forward, knowing that the Lord will provide. I’ve seen so much kindness & encouragement from friends and former work peeps. Blessings spring up and are easy to see when you stop to look!
Love to the Pamela’s Girls!
Auntie J
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