Love… One Sip At A Time // A Valentine Tea Party
I started hosting tea parties in an older home propped as pretty as you please on the corner of a quiet street. A family of four in a two-bedroom, one-bath home made for a tight fit, and tea parties felt downright snug, but no one would change a thing. Some teas were scripture-based, and others celebrated holidays, but every time, the room filled with the scent of scones, floral tea, and...
When I Grow Up, I Want to Be Like Her
In our study this week, we are asked to list the specific ways God has protected his calling on our lives. Godly grandparents topped my list. Last night, we celebrated “Ma-Ma’s” 90th birthday! She is my grandmother on my dad’s side and like my grandmother who passed away in December, she has been a constant example of Christ throughout my life. MaMa (Alberta Scott) was...
Food with A Feathered Crust
Let the hawks eat snakes… the snakes eat mice… and the mice eat insects. I was recently awakened to the fact that I’m not always a big fan of the “circle of life.” After filling up the bird feeder and adding water to the birdbath, I heard a huge ruckus behind me. The little birds I had just fed were now fleeing for their lives as one of their own had been caught...
Off With Your Head!
Just about every morning you’ll find me watering and deadheading flowers. The term “deadheading” may sound brutal, but it simply means to snip off the flowers that have finished blooming. The visible perk to deadheading is obvious. It gives the garden a tidy look. You see only fresh flowers blooming — nothing brown, dried up, or crispy. (Dinner, anyone?) The...
For Generations to Come
This morning, I headed to Spartanburg, my hometown, to visit my great-aunt Helen. (Sister to my grandmother who passed away in December) When asked if I would like to look at some pictures, I said sure! I was expecting the “norm” — pictures of our immediate family, cousins and aunts. Instead, to my surprise, she pulled out pictures of great-grandparents and even...
An Oasis in the Desert
I’ve been waiting three years to see this baby bloom and the timing couldn’t be better. The recent heat wave has wreaked havoc on some areas in my garden, but seeing this G. Kuhnert hydrangea beginning to bloom for the first time, in the most adverse weather conditions, has served as a small but powerful reminder that even when we’re feeling parched (spiritually,...
History. I Dig It.
The older I get, the more I enjoy history. I’m intrigued by the stories buried behind our nation, our state, our foundational beliefs, and much more. On a smaller scale, I also enjoy having plants with a “history” in my yard. Like these… Chapter I: These flowers came from one of my grandmother’s (Alberta Scott) yard in Fairforest SC. She and my grandfather had to...