"When from our better selves we have too long been parted... how gracious, how benign, is Solitude." These words from the poet William Wordsworth begin the chapters from Victoria's Intimate Home.
I wasn't able to get many of the Victoria books when they were first published, but I have come across enough of them in resale shops and yard sales so that I now have quite a few. They remain as inspiring and beautiful as ever.
It's no longer such a challenge to find a quiet corner, and of course so many of us now have whole rooms to ourselves. But I have dedicated a spot here in my guest room nursery by popping up a small table and placing a few of my favorite things on it.
One of those things is a small tureen I inherited from my husband's mother who turns ninety in a couple of months. This little beauty always sat on the kitchen table of her big house with pens and stamps in it. She referred to it as her office, and always sat there to pay bills.
Jane's Father bestowed a pair of these on her for her wedding over sixty-five years ago. I'm thrilled to have one of them and to carry on the tradition! I'll always love having a pretty and quiet place to tuck away and dream somewhere.
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