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Showing posts with label Oak Canyon. Show all posts
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Tuesday, December 30, 2014

A Look Back

While the clock ticks down the final hours 
of 2014, I thought it might be fun to look 
back over the past year at some of my
 activities and tea times. 

January - Tea at 221B
Ireland and England Weather Map teacup 
by Ali Miller of London

Moriarty carves a somewhat sinister message into an apple when he comes to see Sherlock at 221B in The Reichenbach Fall. "I owe you a fall, Sherlock."


February - Cup And Pansies


Birthday cup by Kent Pottery- a present from a dear friend. She also baked teacup cookies for me!




Footed Cup & Saucer Set in the Viola pattern by Wentworth-Japan

This cup and saucer inspired me to create a Viola greeting card





March - Leprechaun Lane

home made Irish Soda Bread and tea. Slainte!


Daffodil Time by Shelley



Enesco musical teacup party with mice

June - Oak Canyon

Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world. 
 John Muir



The Whistling Kettle's 1776 Blend




August - Queen's Seagull


Queen's Centenary Seagull Cup and Saucer


September - Kelos - It's Hot!



Fairy Garden in our old tiered fountain






Boo!


Halloween countdown


November - Autumn's Gold




I'm going to see how many more tea times I can squeeze into the remaining moments of 2014!

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Monday, June 23, 2014

Oak Canyon

I frequently tramped eight or ten miles ... to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.  
Henry David Thoreau

Shady path at Oak Canyon

I have to admit I have a thing for trees!
I'm drawn to them and feel serene among them. I enjoy looking at the shape of the branches and notice the color of the bark and how the leaves move in the wind. Follow along with me and I'll show you what I saw there in the canyon~

Trees are your best antiques.  
Alexander Smith

bridge leading to the stream and walking paths 

There is always music amongst the trees in the Garden, 
but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it.
Minnie Aumonier


Gold mining display for elementary school children learning California history



And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, 
finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. 
William Shakespeare






My Girl Scout Troop had their 
Brownie bridging here. See the ducks in the water? I'd love to have a picnic tea near this stream so we could hear the water gurgle and laugh.




It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanates from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit. 
Robert Louis Stevenson





Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world. 
 John Muir

 A cache of acorns


Happy summertime! 


“I couldn't live where there were no trees--something 

vital in me would starve.” 

L.M. Montgomery

Anne's House Of Dreams









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