Monday, May 31, 2021

Lest We Forget


"Your silent tents of green We deck with fragrant flowers;
Yours has the suffering been, The memory shall be ours."

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Memorial Day: Arlington National Cemetery


They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
~ Laurence Binyon: For the Fallen 1914

God Bless  all the service men and women, without whose unselfish commitment, our lives would be forever changed.

Friday, May 28, 2021

Simple Pleasures

Strawberry season has arrived here in Middle Tennessee.
Handpick your own, or buy by the basketful.
When I was a young girl, I was allergic to fresh strawberries.
Thank goodness, I outgrew that sensitivity.

"As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful."

~ Laura Ingalls Wilder 


Sunday, May 23, 2021


Our days have quickly gone from cool Spring weather to hot, humid and dry.
The trees are beginning to lose their leaves.
Keeping flowers watered in ninety degrees is a challenge in itself.
The Columbine seems to love the heat.
I've offered it my portion....


Monday, May 17, 2021

Time Marches On

We've been blessed with glorious weather these past few days, sunshine and low-humidity, the two together, are rare as hen's teeth in these southern parts.
Summer days are just around the corner, farmer's markets are displaying their early crops, and school children are getting ready to graduate.
Despite all the chaos we have endured throughout the past year, a sense of normalcy returns.
Hoping whichever little corner of the world you call "home"..... all is calm.



Wednesday, May 12, 2021

Late Spring Days

The Lavender is in bloom, I've tied bunches with garden string and hung from the herb rack to dry.
The smell is intoxicating.

We've had more than our share of rainfall this Spring, and the flowers are showing their gratitude for it.

The lightning bugs have returned,  a definite sign that Summer is just around the corner.
Almost June.....where do the weeks go...



Sunday, May 9, 2021

To All Of Our Wonderful Mothers

Dedicated to all of our wonderful mothers, without whose unselfish, love and devotion, our lives would be forever changed.

A "Happy Mother's Day", I hope your day is filled with much loveliness.

"A Mother holds her children's hands for a while.......their hearts forever."

You Were There

You were there when we took our first steps,
And went unsteadily across the floor.
You pushed and prodded: encouraged and guided,
Until our steps took us out the door...

You worry now "Are they ok?"
Is there more you could have done?
As we walk the paths of our unknown
You wonder" Where have my children gone?"

Where we are is where you have led us,
With your special love you showed us a way,
To believe in ourselves and the decisions we make,
Taking on the challenge of life day-to-day.

And where we go you can be sure,
In spirit you shall never be alone,
For where you are is what matters most to us,
Because to us that will always be home...

- Author Unknown

Monday, May 3, 2021

May Days

Our days have warmed up nicely, and all those April showers have surely graced us with an abundance of May flowers.
Grass seems to be greener, and blossoms seem to be brighter this Spring, it could be my imagination or a longing desire to see nature returning in all of her Glory.
Days are not as they used to be, we're learning to cope, life goes on.....




Saturday, May 1, 2021

May Day Cometh


"It was the month of May, the month when the foliage of herbs and trees is most freshly green, when buds ripened and blossoms appear in their fragrance and loveliness.
And the month when lovers, subject to the same force which reawakens the plants, feel their hearts open again, recall past trysts and past vows, and moments of tenderness, and yearn for a renewal of the magical awareness which is love."

Sir Thomas Malory, La Morte d'Arthur