tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32960314.post1483276990190571212..comments2024-03-23T21:38:31.368-04:00Comments on Coffee Tea Books and Me: Sunday Afternoon Tea - Lessons learned from a drive home from townUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32960314.post-6899723994140697652022-10-03T09:38:53.977-04:002022-10-03T09:38:53.977-04:00Early this morning I was up reading this post, fol...Early this morning I was up reading this post, following the link, and back again. It must have proved restful because I was able to return to bed and sleep an additional four hours. Keeping one's peace is not easy these days. It feels as if I am always waiting for the next shoe to drop. I know that this is not the way The Lord wants any of us to live. Perhaps I need to take a drive around the block to check on these beautiful autumn colors. Have a great week, Brenda. Veehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00618654361869856894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32960314.post-64181522443867696382022-10-03T09:27:10.105-04:002022-10-03T09:27:10.105-04:00As a life-long country dweller I've often pond...As a life-long country dweller I've often pondered how those confined to an urban environment of asphalt and high rise buildings can truly experience the changes of seasons. Even when dealing with the underlying--and often unexpected--issues of family health and finances, the concerns and worries that come to us--underneath is that wonderful structure of springtime, harvest, the quiet of winter. <br />Trips 'into town' are necessary but being at home is a comfort.Morning's Minionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01912356455981434029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32960314.post-11554523059833165542022-10-03T05:24:27.771-04:002022-10-03T05:24:27.771-04:00A lovely post! I feel sorry for my children ( rang...A lovely post! I feel sorry for my children ( ranging from in their mid thirties to early forties as their lives are so hectic. I’m blessed to be retired and ‘comfortable’. I found that when the pandemic hit and we were more isolated, I once again found joy in the changing seasons. Mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12594244181463706442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32960314.post-25670280289678999532022-10-02T22:26:03.469-04:002022-10-02T22:26:03.469-04:00You've just reminded me of the peace I used to...You've just reminded me of the peace I used to find as soon as I left the city I once lived in and hit the outer country roads. Even better if they turned to gravel! One of my fond memories of back then is that transition from city to farmers' fields. <br /><br />It does rest the soul to remember to look around us at nature.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com