Thursday, October 9, 2025

The Gateway Arch

 


During our travels one summer, we drove past the St Louis Arch.  What an amazing monument!

"St. Louis was founded by traders moving north and south on the river, by explorers and frontier families from the eastern states pushing restlessly west. It is a place that is neither northern nor southern, neither eastern nor western, but the one place that combines traits of all. It has been influenced by descendants of European colonists, by thousands of years of rich Native American culture which predated it and surrounded it, and by standing on the shadow line between the slave states and the free states. It has been both a destination and a gateway to other lands.
This is the place where a nation reached the great river and halted, staring across the water into wide, wild lands. In St. Louis, the United States ended and the wild began. So it was here that the citizens of the young United States streamed across and into the western territories, first with Lewis and Clark and then with countless others. It all began from a wide bend on the continent’s mightiest river. This is where the United States discovered America. This is the Core of Discovery."  (Source)

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Sunday, October 5, 2025

If Teacups

 ....... could talk, what would they say.

Have you ever wondered what teacups would say if they could talk?  Would they tell you about their travels from.....
England




France


perhaps Germany or Japan


Would they tell you if they served tea to a Lady, a Duchess or maybe even a Queen?

Would your teapot tell you the secrets of it's past.  In the book If Teacups Could Talk by Emilie Barnes, she states -

For hundreds of years, "Come for tea" has been another way of saying, "Come, let's share a little bit of our lives together." Quietly and gently, this inviting phrase calls us out of ourselves and into special relationships with others

I have collected tea cups for many years now.  Some are new, some of old, some are just plain used.  Some were gifts.  And a few were inherited from a special friend who passed away.  


There are special memories with each teacup.  Memories of good times, and some painful times.  And yet, it isn't the teacup, or the tea that makes the time spent special.  It's what happens when you sit down and share your heart as you  pour a cup of tea, coffee, or lemonade.

If teacups could talk, I think what they would say is-

"Come and share a pot of tea,
My home is warm and my friendship's free."

Thursday, October 2, 2025

Sky watching in the Smokies

 

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