I rarely drank tea until we moved to Alaska. Yes, for obvious reasons....it is so darn cold here. It really started when we met Peggy. She was a little old Yupik woman with broken English and a smile that won our hearts. She lives in a little bush community in the Bristol Bay, you have to fly or boat in. She has lived in small villages all her life and he has great stories to tell.
You would walk in her door and she would say, "Get some dope tea and sit down!" She called it dope tea because it was Sleepytime tea and she swore it actually made her tired. She was a hoot!
She had a little tea station on her counter with tea, sugar, and spoons. We missed her so much when we moved the road system that I made one too. My family and I will get a cup of tea, or cocoa and sit around telling our own stories.
I have not left the house a whole lot lately and so I am running a little late on this project. I was starting to wonder if I was going to make it and I noticed these beauties calling my name, well that and the DH was pointing to them saying that I should do something with those soon. So I am making banana bread.
It is funny how one piece of furniture makes you feel at home. Our table is the center of our home. We eat dinner together every night on this table. We play games, solve problems, build budgets, plan our lives...on this table. So.....this is HOME.