Another chilly day so let's grab that apron again and head to the kitchen - time to get the soup pot simmering. 
Serves 4~6
Another chilly day so let's grab that apron again and head to the kitchen - time to get the soup pot simmering. 
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This bedroom has the rustic feel ~ typically European with exposed beams ~ and that lovely bed and nightstand adding the elegant touch.
In Barbara Hodgson's book she traces three hundred years of world travel by both celebrated and unknown women who endured bed bugs, scorching heat, exotic diseases, etc............all in the name of adventure. Globe trotting women tore down boundaries leaving as their legacy a world wide open for today's women.
~ Edward Pemberton ~ c. 1935 (my Uncle)
My first real personal journey took me from the quiet Devon countryside of England across the Atlantic to the bustling city of Washington, D.C.
Starting in the 17th century, Barbara says, "the best reason to travel may have been no reason at all......................and British women, more than any other group, abandoned themselves to this passion................". Well I certainly kicked over the traces in a much later century. But why? Was it adventure or passion? Perhaps I'll tell you on Valentine's Day.

Vintage Images from Secret Leaves - go here to see their incredible offerings.
Jessie Willcox Smith - The Little Helper

My dishes but not my dining room unfortunately ~ perhaps the perfect Italian dining room to enjoy a meal on a grey Winter's day.
Books in Winter ~ Jessie Willcox Smith.

I was recently asked about my green Torquay patterned transferware below. This is a reproduction of an 1820 English pattern on earthenware, trimmed with matte gold. Made in England and available at retail, it's expensive, so I have just a few pieces that have been gifts from my husband. Why do I love this pattern? Torquay is my home town in England. The pattern depicts seashells and seaweeds found along the South Devon coast where I was born. I spent much of my childhood on the beaches hunting for shells and swimming through tangles of seaweeds.