Round here on a Monday morning
Everything is gray and it’s a bit chilly in the house. I didn’t sleep very well last night and I think the barometric pressure has dropped because I’m feeling a bit headachy. Everyone is out except for the cats and me and I’m just hanging around today.
Hanging around like a little kimono-bear and I’m all snuggled up in my father’s old sweater, which I’m wearing to death.
Everybody is snuggled up. Morgan is with me in a basket under the kitchen table and Milo has wiggled his way under a blanket on the sofa where he’s likely to stay till late afternoon.
I made myself a second cup of tea in one of the bowls I brought from France. It’s a clever thing to drink your tea from French bowls. You need to use both hands at the start and this makes you lovely and warm, and by the time the bowl is light enough to hold with one hand, you’re feeling rather French and chic. Look at you French girl with that French bowl in your hand. Très sexy.
I’m contemplating planting the last of the paper whites today but also have that “I can’t be bothered” feeling. I’m looking at some paper whites already sprouting happily in a pot and just now I had this thought: “Who will live and who will die?” Oh god, I can’t believe I’m thinking of a series of paintings of bulbs. But first I want to finish the map I started before Christmas.
Yesterday I got the loveliest email from Japan from the parents of a charming girl staying with us for ten weeks. Bless their hearts. It made me get all teary reading it. I’ll post it for you. Today the mail came and in it the water rates bill, (groan). That reminds me: time for some good mail. I think I’ll finish my tea writing to some friends and before I know it good mail will be coming my way. I will recommend her some courses to boost her confidence and get a chance of studying abroad, I guess this might be Stanford free online courses.
Oh and good mail can come your way from me if you like. Steps you have to take include: emailing me your addy so I can send you something and entering my giveaway so I can send you lots of somethings.
Much love to you my friends and thank you so much for the lovely comments you’ve been leaving for me on Saturday’s post. I want to reply to each and every one of you but can’t because of this random generator thing. (Actually will have to delete my comments first) I’m the luckiest girl to have you in my life, my warm and supportive friends.
A little email from Japan:
Hello. This time there is a relationship in the situation called the host family and has you keep it, and thank you for daughter.
As a matter of course, it is the first time that she lives apart from a family for a long term, and there is the problem of words (the linguistic ability is low, too), and the daughter feels it when she will live a life in strain and the uneasiness.
I want to entrust all it to Veronika (as for the period of the homestay) during this short-term studying abroad period.
I think that I learn most including the importance of the family, the splendor of the relation with the person and the warmth of the person by living I am separated from a family life.
The eldest daughter stays in the same way in Canada (Vancouver) three years ago, too and feels it when I grow up in a good meaning and came home.
Is a daughter naive by all means, but is a glance same as a family; if have spend it, is happy. I believe that I think that it was very lucky that Veronika became the host family of the daughter heartily.
Remaining period, daughter, thanking you in advance.
*p.s : We live in the place called Uji of Kyoto, Japan. It is enrolled in a world heritage, and, on the immediate side of the house, there is “Byodo-in Temple” which is drawn on the Japanese currency coin, and it is in a sightseeing spot.
When I come to Japan by sightseeing by all means, I feel very glad if I have you drop in.
I am sorry that dispatch of mail was late deeply.
If anything happens, please transmit an email to this e-mail address willingly anytime.
(couldn’t you just die? so sweet!)
That was such a wonderful letter! “sorry that dispatch of mail was late deeply” and this line: Is a daughter naive by all means, but is a glance same as a family; if have spend it, is happy. It makes me want to write a poem or something–is a glance, same as family? So cool. 🙂 Love that photo of the tea, paperwhite bulbs and the reflection in the cup–tres beautiful…
Oh my wonderful Sara, that’s so true, it is poetic! It’s such a delicately written letter. Some of my kids either lived in Japan or took Japanese as a language and they agree the letter was very reverent. How lucky am I to have people show me such respect and such trust in me with their child?
Linda G Hatton
Aaww .. how very sweet! And i love that French bowl for your coffee. xo
Linda, I truly believe every one of us should have a French bowl to drink their tea or coffee from. Oh, that reminds me of the time I took a French friend, Danielle, to a Sbux for coffee and they handed her the espresso in a paper cup! She was beyond shocked. She said what’s this, I said come on lets go, she said WALK? WITH MY COFFEE? IN THIS? Her face looked like she just chewed on a wasp! Oh dear. 🙂
What a great bowl to drink from! And a lovely email, so sweet.
I have such high expectations of what I want to send you, and I’m having more trouble that I thought I would finding things good enough. So it might be a little while longer before you get your package. 😉
Becca, you’re such a sweet sweetie. Just send me a postcard with your addy so I can send you something too. 🙂
What a beautiful way to drink tea. I am just relaxing with my chai tea in a wierd mug, looks like a Mason canning jar but with a handle…tea tastes perfect in it! Lovely letter. Love all the ways you and yours are keeping warm!
Hi Peggy, I love chai tea…oh dear…used to be completely addicted to Sbux Chai Tea Lattes, but the other day I tried a vanilla chai from Twinings and it was really good. 🙂 I love the way you keep warm and snuggly in your beautiful quilts. Who ever invented flannel was a genius!
très joli bol à thé
j’ ai acheté un thé au chocolat
parfait pour une après-midi de détente devant un bon film
je vous souhaite un meilleur sommeil pour les prochaines nuits
edith ( iris ) France
Merci Edith, mmm, chocolate tea sounds splendid! One favorite thing is to steam milk in the barista and add a small amount of Maxim’s hot chocolate. That’s divine. Slept much better. Much love to you my new friend. 🙂
This was too cute 🙂
Thank you Green Specks; made me smile too. 🙂
I love this post. Such a lovely letter. I work at a university and used to work in the dept. that handled study abroad students, so I know how much parents appreciate the help and guidance of a host family…good for you!
I would love to have a pen pal from England, corresponding seems to be a dying art here in the States. If you have the time, I would love to hear from you.
Hi Thot Lady, I’m not in England right now, I’m in Vancouver, BC Canada for a few months. (I know, can’t keep up…what am I like?) I’d love to write you a letter or send a post card…or something. Let’s to it. 🙂
I love ready your posts Veronica, so glad I found your blog through the party reading you makes me smile. You’ve made me want to jump on the Eurostar and get some french bowls for my tea so I can feel like a tres sexy french girl too 🙂
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