~ in Railroad Square
~ beekeeper’s quilt in progress
~ sunflowers from Paul
Spring has sprung, and my eyes and nose have sprung a leak. It’s too much for a daily dose of Claritin to handle.
Every surface of our front porch is covered in pollen, and we’re tracking it inside onto our dark wood floors. My car is a dusty yellow, when it should be charcoal gray.
A light rain has been falling this morning, and I’m hoping it will turn into a heavier shower and rinse everything off.
And yet, my daily commute is lovely, and spring green is such a cheerful color. Those old-fashioned formosa azaleas are putting on a show, and dogwood trees are still in bloom. The hydrangeas on my front porch get prettier every day.
I remember enduring long winters years ago when we were stationed in Maine. One year, it snowed on my birthday – at the end of April! I knew that my home state was enjoying a beautiful spring while we were still stuck inside, looking out at barren trees and muddy slush. I truly understood seasonal affective disorder.
But I was allergy free!
You know what? I’ll take the sniffing and nose-blowing and watery eyes in exchange for green and pink and sunshine and no snow. Maybe that’s just me, but I’m glad to live where I live. (Until July.)
Happy spring y’all!
~ Parents, people do not think your child is cute when you give them the mini-shopping cart at Publix and let them wreak havoc down the aisles. Please keep an eye on them and the other shoppers around you.
~ If you’re trying to sell someone essential oils, skincare, etc., and they say no, please just respect that and don’t continue to email/text/DM. I know that the motivational speakers at your conferences tell you otherwise, but it really just puts people – often your friends – in a very uncomfortable position. Some of us don’t like saying “PLEASE DON’T EVER ASK ME THAT AGAIN!”
~ Spring has sprung here, and the dogwood trees in snow white bloom remain my favorite.
~ The canopy roads in these parts are spectacularly green:
~ Roses are blooming in Thomasville, the City of Roses:
~ I’ve got 5 knitting projects in various stages of completion, and I have 4 books in progress. It’s time to power through some of these and move on.
~ By the time this post appears, I’ll likely have finished Sous Chef: 24 Hours on the Line, and it’s really good. I love reading about people who pursue a vocation with excellence, and this one fits the bill.
Happy Thursday y’all,
~ blue skies in downtown Thomasville, Georgia
~ blue at home
~ blue skies and water at Ft. McAllister in Savannah, Georgia
~ blue-eyed beauty
~ a big blue belly (way back when I was expecting Will)
It’s a rare sight in north Florida, but it’s snowing today:
Honestly, after living in Maine for 3 hard winters in the early nineties, I’m still over snow. But it was neat to open my back door and hear kids in the neighborhood enjoying it. For now, I’m in bed with a mug of tea. 🙂
Earlier this week, I awoke to thunder. When I left home for work, storm clouds were overhead. But as I headed north, God once again displayed His handiwork. New mercies, every single morning:
It’s been a lovely weekend in these parts, and I’ve enjoyed being outside. Yesterday after a solid 12 hours (yes!!!) of sleep, we had a late breakfast and headed to my home away from home (Thomasville, Georgia) for the 95th Rose Festival. The weather was perfect, especially in the shade, and we took our time walking through the car show, stopping in some downtown shops (I couldn’t resist a stop at my favorite yarn shop to pick up some skeins on sale), perusing the prize-winning roses, wandering through the arts and crafts at Paradise Park, and having a delicious meal at Jonah’s.
Then, today (Sunday), I re-read a blog post I wrote 3 years ago to the day and was reminded once again of my Father’s love for me. After church (a sweet time of worship and fellowship), Paul and I had lunch at a new (to me) restaurant. The day was so nice that he suggested we walk a little before returning to the car, so we ended up strolling through some old neighborhoods. I love to do that. You see so much more than you notice when you drive by, and I’m always surprised by little discoveries. Today it was a cute little garden shop, and flowers popping up beside the sidewalks:
Now it’s time to read a little and rest before putting supper together and taking another walk.
Oh, and Paul has informed me that in honor of my birthday later this week, Anne Week has kicked off today. 🙂
Happy Sunday y’all!
That was the #coloroftheweek last week in my #366photoproject on instagram:
Given the thick layer of pollen coating every surface outside, I should have carried over yellow into this week, too. But, alas, we Irish are green this week.
I’m still working on my instagram #366photoproject, and I’ve recently begun concentrating on a color a week. This past week, it was blue:
I enjoy being on the hunt for a particular color; it helps me notice things. This week’s color is yellow.
Paul brightened up my week with these cheerful blooms:
Happy Friday y’all!