Tea in Tyabb

 

 

Today I had a wonderful break from caravan-keeping and care-giving, with my 79 year old friend, Betty. She provided transportation in her little red car, and I bought afternoon tea. Betty is the lady who has taken me to church each Lord's Day since I have been here.

Can you detect what kind of a building we are sitting in? I was not able to get a clear photo of the outside, so I will definitely have to come back and see it again tomorrow.

We picked cabin 5 to sit in because it had a direct view of some lovely flowers growing outside.

 

Betty is such a pleasant lady and I have grown quite dependent upon her for transporting me to places I need to go. I always compensate her for her efforts by taking her to tea or lunch.

The lady who served us offered to take the photo but I forgot to adjust the ipad camera inside the case, and that is why there is a black corner on the upper right side.

Here is one of the other tea rooms,

with a lovely Victorian tin ceiling, (we are in the state of Victoria, so everything here is Victorian, including the people!)

and another room in the series of about 8 rooms, in which I hope you know by now is an old train.

 

This is the road we travelled, and my friend said she has lived here all this time and did not know this place was here. It is a little street next to the Tyabb packing house, which one of my readers commented that I should visit. Thank you so much! It was worth going just to enjoy how thrilled my friend was to be there. She was overjoyed with the afternoon tea and very happy to be sitting in the little train cabin. She was an experienced train-traveler and she said that sitting there had taken her back in time.

Above, some of the little shops around the train tea room.

 

Last night I sewed together a very quick blanket for the couch in the caravan. It was a fast job that I threw together so I hope no one analyzes the stitching on the other side. I only have a few days left here and I will have to return Betty's sewing machine.

As a care-giver I have learned how important it is to do something that is pleasurable and relaxing and creative, yet personally fulfilling. It is energy-giving and mentally-emotionally renewing. Every single evening, no matter how late it is I try to make some little thing, and it does not necessarily have to be a sewing project. I brought my crayons with me and I "paint" tiny pictures. If you are a care-giver, you do not have to have talent or training or skills in order to be creative. You just have to do something that is relaxing, even if it is coloring, and do not be reluctant to use crayons if you like them, because it is an adult hobby these days, and is very good therapy for the care-weary soul, celebrating the color of God's creation.

I am very home sick for my own family and my home, with all the comforts and conversation.I have now lived with them longer than with my own parents, whom I was at home with for only a few years in comparison to the years with my husband children. Skype has been a wonderful thing, and I certainly would not have been able to endure the separation without the twice-a-day contact. I learned that Skype was invented by someone in Denmark. Well doesn't that just figure! They also invented Lego! I suppose they had to create Skype out of necessity when Mary Donaldson of Tasmania married Crown Prince Frederick of Denmark, so that she could have video communication with her family in Australia.

Please be sure to email me if you think of it. I also look forward to your comments.

 

 

 

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