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...
I Hate Heat
10 Reasons Why I Hate Heat (defined as anything above 83 degrees): 1. It makes me sweat 2. It means that summer is here3. It often requires extra showers (see #1) 4. It shrivels my plants (no matter how much I water!) 5. Summer attire is required (I prefer the kind of attire that covers as much of my body as possible)6. Other women (usually around size 6 and addicted to Coppertone) wearing...
The Beauty Behind Transplanting
With a new picket fence now installed, I’ll soon be able to transplant flowers and shrubs that have been anxiously awaiting their new address in the garden, where they can grow and flourish to their finest potential. While I enjoy the transplanting process, my plants often do not. If transplanted too soon or too late in the season, they often suffer from all types of stress. Some of which...
What happens when the hubby is gone?
Picture it. What you hear: 70’s music galore the sound of magazine pages slowly being turned, one by one What you don’t hear: bluegrass music lots of laughter (thankfully, Brian and I have the same sense of humor which is sorely missed when he’s away) What you see: a very pathetic puppy named Rupert (see above) empty Breyers Ice Cream cartons dancing that only Elaine fans...
Stop and Smell the… Lilacs?
While scurrying around the yard I caught a wiff of something wonderful. The old adage “stop and smell the roses” immediately came to mind as I was drawn to this plant and away from my yard duties. If only you could “scratch-n-sniff” these old-fashioned lilacs! I’ll admit it. Pausing in general isn’t easy for me. How about you? When is the last time you...
Creatures of Habit
If you were to search for the definition of “creature of habit”, this is who you would find. Rupert, our Lhasa Apso. He does the same thing every day. He sleeps on the same chair. He waits by the door beginning at 4:45 for Brian. He only eats Burger King cheeseburgers, not McD’s. I can’t believe I just admitted that. Change is hard for me too, under most circumstances....
A Son’s Love
Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother, his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, ‘Dear woman, here is your son,’ and to the disciple, ‘Here is your mother.’ John 19:25-27 Today, as I read through these verses, I was struck by the love...