I found this little tid bit written in the 18th century, by a Lady in Waiting, who enjoyed working paper into mosaics. Enjoy: "Everyone is engaged in a more public way of diverting themselves, I have withdrawn myself from these sorts of engagements, and find more pleasure in the quiet enjoyment of my own amusements at home than a crowd can give me; and it is very happy that as our season of life changes our taste for pleasures alter. In the spring and summer of life we flutter and bask in the sunshine of diversions -- it is true we run the hazard of being tamed and seldom escape it; in the autumn and in the winter of life we by degrees seek for shade and shelter, and if we have made a good and prudent gathering of fruit and harvest, we may then have the full enjoyment of them,as long as the Author and Giver thinks fits. Mrs Mary Delany circa 1740. I pray this is my own contentment
Posted on: Sun, 11 Aug 2013 21:07:29 +0000