A Postcard A Day - Tuesday 18 June 2019 - T for secret garden and a 95 year old.

Good morning ladies,

Here we are again on T-Day. There is a blog T-party at Elizabeth and Bluebeard's which you can join bringing a drink (i.e. have a drink reference in your blog). I haven't quite decided which drink I shall bring to participate. We shall see later on. First off is this wonderful postcard from Portugal. It is written by Teresa, who lives in Braga in the north of Portugal.

She loves reading books and recently has read the famous children's book "The Secret Garden" by Frances Hodgson Burnett.

She writes: 'There is a paragraph about living forever which I truly love' and then she has managed to write the following quote in tiny letters on the back of the card:

 “One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands out and throws one's head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one's heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun--which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries. Then sometimes the immense quiet of the dark blue at night with the millions of stars waiting and watching makes one sure; and sometimes a sound of far-off music makes it true; and sometimes a look in someone's eyes.” 
― The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett

I remember reading the book as a child, but perhaps I should read it again....

I am enjoying my mother's company at the mo. She is an amazing lady. We celebrated her 95th birthday.

We hung decorations in the little patio and invited some people. I made a cake  (sponge layer, cherry layer and whipped cream with yoghurt, chocolate sprinkles on top). Mum is holding a glass of red wine, so that is my beverage for today's T-Party, hosted by Elizabeth and Bleubeard.

The friends that i had invited all brought gifts (not at all necessary of course). There was a tray of eclairs, a pot of home made honey, a bag of home made short bread and also some jossticks. 

Blowing out the candles is part of the 'birthday ritual'.

I might as well show you these photos as well. Here am I on the patio tending to my flowers. The large white container you can see is one of the recycling bins that we have (from Ikea) which hubby had just swilled out.

 We had bought a new laminator and here I am unpacking it so that we could 'play' with it.

Mum and I are having a great time. I have no television, so I read from my online newspaper to her as she likes to be kept up to date with what is happening in the world. She also likes sport and at the moment we follow the world championships women's soccer. The Dutch team seems to be doing well. We do the crossword puzzles from the newspaper, I cook her nice meals and help her with her personal care (I do her hair too).

Thursday we are both flying to Rotterdam and I will stay a week there. (Hubby prefers to stay home) I will try to prepare a blog but it is always difficult to do when I'm away.

Happy T-Day to all!

Hugs,
Lisca