Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.”
A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Happy Thanksgiving, y'all - I certainly have a lot to be thankful for - family, and friends chief among them, and many will be arriving at my house later this morning. I hope you have a good day with your family and friends.
[I am out of space for pictures on this blog! And since I am mostly about pictures, that has me thinking. Stay tuned~]
Monday, November 5, 2012
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
This weekend I went with friends for the annual tour of Oakland Cemetery, where the 6 residents make an appearance and share their stories...
Peggy Mitchell goes back to her sequel, confiding 'that Rhett will rue the day..."
Davy Crockett's grandson confides that Davy was never called Davy, it was David...and that his wife was Peggy Mitchell's aunt, I believe.
One of the Lynch brothers shares about his brothers' tendency to brawl, his family's entrepreneurial contributions to early Atlanta's success and the tippling room where everyone had their own cup and many a deal was cut...
On the far side of the cemetery, things got a bit more atmospheric...and an Atlanta madam told a tale about her very good hearted establishment and that many folks said she was the inspiration for Peggy Mitchell's Belle Watling. She wasn't sure about that since she was gone by the time Peggy was born...
Many of the mausoleums were open so we could see the beautiful stained glass inside.
This lady told of the section called Slave Corners, originally outside Oakland, that was taken over by the cemetery and how her white family (she was born to free parents but was widowed when the family moved to Atlanta and she came with them) got permission to have her buried in their family plot. Quite exceptional.
We are told we'll meet a few more residents next year. I'll be there!
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
This is a Hardy Orange with its fruit. The fragrance of the fruit rivals that of the tea olive. It is absolutely delightful. As you can see, it is planted at the front walk of this cabin.
This cabin has captured my imagination. It hangs from the side of a mountain off a dirt road. The angle is so steep that stairs were built to be able to walk from a landing the level of the dirt road to the front porch. The window frames are painted a beautiful green, the chimney is stone and the roof is a bright tin. A deep front porch runs 3/4 of the way across the front of the cabin.
This beautiful old place is abandoned.
It is literally dissolving back into the mountain.
The windows are now broken out, parts of the structure sag...
I know it must have been loved and that the people were proud of their home - so pleased to welcome visitors that they planted this hardy orange to greet them with this wonderful fragrance part of the year, and the striking, thorny, dark green stems the rest of the year.
What happened to them?
Sunday, September 23, 2012
It was all color at the Farmer's Market this week. Like these Easter Egg radishes.
And there was a mushroom vendor. Aren't these wonderful looking?
I think the white ones in the lower right corner below (and above) look like sea sponges.
I loved this display. Minus someone's cup of coffee.
This display was fabulous too. See the okra arranged like flowers? It's just my composition doesn't do it justice.
Pumpkins were making their debut, here accompanied by purple top turnips.
These beauties are watermelon radishes. The farmer recommended them sliced thinly with sliced apples and tossed with a bit of orange juice, olive oil and salt and pepper.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
There's beauty in utility. And I like the sense of being part of a chain of people who use and appreciate something. I suppose that's why antiques and thrift stores and yard sales are so appealing to me.
I especially find myself attracted to things that I saw or used during my childhood. These Pyrex dishes are an example. We didn't have a red one, but we had these dishes and they were in use daily.
That's why this is in my windowsill. It reminds me of so much.