A little bit of pretty.
Quote I’m Thinking About Right Now:"Be kind. Everyone is fighting a great battle." -St. Athanasious
…from one of my many clippings:"One adventure is over; it is time for another. I have a different kind of work to do now. I am growing into a new season. At the water's edge, watching the tiny, teeming life of that mysterious place between high and low tides, the intertidal zone, I begin to accept the relentless flux that is the condition of these days. I am not old and not young; not betrothed and not alone; not broken and yet not quite whole; thinking back, looking forward. But present. These are my intertidal years. " -I wish I remember who wrote it. It came from the NYT Magazine or Oprah's Mag.
Category Archives: Garden
I’ve got to find a copy of this for my Mother/Child collection. A friend shared it with me today. There’s nothing like art to inspire one to keep walking.
Memorial Park, on the St. John’s River, Jacksonville, Florida.
Most meals now include at least something from Grandma’s Garden. On Memorial Day, my brother-in-law and sis dug the last of the little red potatoes. The garden looks big enough to feed Africa, which is pretty cool. There is power … Continue reading
One of my jobs as her Auntie is to make sure she knows how to get dirty. Her cousin is simply thrilled she’s old enough now to play.
Little corner that makes me smile: my boy took an old table and made new slats for it; it sits damp from needed rain; it holds a plant from a birthday party. Catch it out of the corner of my … Continue reading