Emilie Loring was a thoughtful woman. She was an active woman with wide-ranging interests. She was an intelligent woman who considered possibilities thoroughly before acting. So when her characters stop to care for themselves, you know she had a purpose in mind.
She began at the very start of their day, dressing her characters thoughtfully for the activities ahead. No quick “jeans and t-shirt” for these girls. Attire mattered, not only to participate fully but to also feel good while doing it.
Prudence Schuyler, in dark blue linen slacks and short-sleeved green shirt, knelt beside the border of the garden back of the red brick house. Hilltops Clear
She changed to navy blue shorts, with a top of gay India print, white sandals, and caught up the green and gold pennant. Give Me One Summer
“I like you in that green linen. Makes me think of a cool cucumber.” Give Me One Summer
She tested every detail of her appearance. Her orchid evening gown set off her arms and the curves of her white shoulders to perfection. The Trail of Conflict
Emilie Loring’s stories started with complications, which she treated as beginnings.
There were no dark places in her soul this morning. Gone was the sense of monotony. The possibility of adventure waiting round the corner thrilled her, not a doubt lurked in her consciousness. Something might happen on this expedition, something big, the atmosphere tingled with possibilities. She had been wise to follow her hunch. Lighted Windows
She drew the clear air deep into her lungs. She must make the most of it. Give Me One Summer
She shook off the past, filled her lungs with the sparkling air and her eyes with the present. Hilltops Clear
Emilie Loring’s women are capable and confident. A burglar needs catching? A garden needs planting? A social situation requires easing? They dive right in. “Self care” for capable women means exercising their strengths and enjoying their achievements.
“You sure can handle tools, Miss Prue. Whatta mean is, I’ve never seen a girl nor woman before so handy with ’em. The way you made that handsome gate for the front–ain’t nothing like it in this county–an’ took the top off that busted sewin’ machine you found in the attic made my eyes pop.” Hilltops Clear
“I’m a demon painter. If I have time I’ll do a few pieces of furniture.” Hilltops Clear
“As there’s no need to hurry about getting the living room in order, I’ll put in an hour at my bench. Change of work will rest me. I haven’t even looked at my tools for days and days. We’ll let the cows’ grooming go until tomorrow.” Hilltops Clear
After all, was there anything equal to an absorbing interest for keeping one well and happy and efficient? Hilltops Clear
“To me the most interesting thing in life is trying to do what I have to do superlatively well. Get a tremendous kick out of it.” Gay Courage
Emilie liked to do things one at a time, and thoroughly. Her characters sometimes juggle responsibilities, but when they are fully absorbed in the tasks they love, time seems to fly.
She looked up in surprise. Her work had burned up the hours. The Trail of Conflict
One dwelt in another world when one was at work on a story… Her cheeks burned, her fingers flew as they kept pace with the thoughts that flooded her mind. Give Me One Summer
“Steady, Goldilocks, steady.”
When things go topsy-turvy, Emilie Loring’s women right themselves and keep on going.
“You don’t take even a gambler’s chance if you keep your head.”
“Don’t be frightened, Sweetie-peach! ‘Shooting the rapids is as simple as navigating a frog-pond–when you know how.'”
Here Comes the Sun!
“I’ll stick it out. I like to finish a job I begin.” Give Me One Summer
Time out in favorite places
Emilie’s books let her spend time in her favorite places–which her characters loved, too.
“I devote from nine to ten months to a novel and during the major part of each day I exist in the world I am creating. Why spend all that time in a sordid environment? I like charming surroundings.” Emilie Loring
“How salty the air is. I feel as if I owned the world and a little bit of heaven when I’m up here on the deck of the lighthouse.” Give Me One Summer
She had planned to slip away to her favorite cove on the shore with a book she had been eager to read. Where Beauty Dwells
The city! The adorable city! She had been starved for it. Fair Tomorrow
Rest at day’s end
All day the domestic ship is steered by the compass of System, but as the sun goes down we let a blissful sense of irresponsibility take the helm. For the Comfort of the Family
A few hours later Sandra slipped into vivid green pyjamas… She propped her chin in one pink palm and looked up at the starry sky. Worlds upon worlds above her… Uncharted Seas
Stars, like a million lighted windows. They gave a sense of home glowing through the darkness, sent her courage soaring like a captive balloon let loose. Lighted Windows
I don’t know why I don’t look up at the stars more often. On the edge of town where I live, the night sky can be deeply black and brilliant with stars. It always feels peaceful, a nice cap to the day.
Emilie Loring Tea Party
But I have something else to look forward to this week, one of Emilie Loring’s favorite, social interludes: our tea party!
How are you coming along on your tea plans? (If you didn’t get your invitation, you can view it here!)
If special events are punctuations in our normal routines, what will yours be? An exclamation? A “radiant spot in between” two dashes? A parenthetical addition to an otherwise-directed day?
Mine will be a solo tea, so I’m going to imagine I am in Maine, on the deck that’s pictured in the header of this website. I had planned to be there in a few weeks, but since I had to cancel, I’ll travel in imagination and do what I can to make hot and humid Kansas feel like Maine for the day.
“The hotter the day, the hotter the tea,” Emilie said, and I’m taking her at her word. Darjheeling is my usual choice, but this year, I have a special peach variety from my son, whose wedding anniversary is also on Thursday. Its bits of peach, blackberry leaves, papaya, ginger, and apricot are perfect for a summer tea.
After I pick up my grocery order, I’ll have a better idea of what I’m going to serve with my tea. I’m hoping for cucumber sandwiches, stuffed dates, fresh fruit, and either scones or Emilie Loring’s brownies.
It could be Oreos and Goldfish.
It’s going to be very hot here, with an 80% chance of thunderstorms. That means I’ll be indoors, maybe looking out at my Maine-rock fountain (if I get it set up by then).
It’s going to be fun to see what creative ideas you all have this year. Although I will be solo for the tea and goodies, I won’t be alone. I have all of you to share with!
Happy self care, happy tea preparations, and happy landings!