I often go back to the old flooded house. Just to ponder. I like to be in the place I…
It’s the middle of summer. Everything in the garden is limping along as if it were on the last leg…
I honestly can’t believe it…. This lovely little lady has beat all the odds,, and has finally made her appearance…
I love old flowers. The names of antique roses and heirloom bulbs are so stately and old-fashioned. There are many…
March is a very special month. Besides the fact that it contains my Mother’s birthday, March is the month of…
I have always have had my hands in the dirt. That’s just what I do….I dig. Whether I am stressed,…
Yesterday, the sun finally decided to come out. It was the first time I felt sunshine in almost two weeks.…
Ugh…. So. Much. Ice. I’m sitting inside, staring out the frozen landscape of the outside. I really don’t even know…
There are few flowers that scream out “Southern Garden!!!!” like that of a Milk and Wine Crinum. The Milk and…
I’m not really a “pink” kind of person, and I’m definately not vivacious. I never wore pink….not even as a…