Saturday, November 20, 2010


I liked this....So I'm sharing.. 

Scare City

When you buy into the scarcity principle, you live in "Scare City": a place where you're always afraid of coming up short.
In Scare City, you can't enjoy what you have — you're too busy worrying about what you don't have.
All the cups in Scare City are half empty.
Somehow, young children are largely immune to the distressing effects of living in Scare City...
  • They enjoy the abundant now while their parents worry about the lack of time.
  • They transform their homes into magical worlds while their parents worry about the lack of order.
  • They give and receive love endlessly while their parents carefully ration their limited supply.
To live the Good Life, you have to leave Scare City and go to a dance— a joyful, magical, healing dance where you release your fears and shake your booty like nobody's watching: a-BUN-dance!
Are you willing to do A Bun Dance with your child? :)

Monday, October 25, 2010

"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns." George Eliot                         

Friday, October 15, 2010

Just a little Something

"no one can make you feel inferior without your permission."

~Eleanor Roosevelt

  Just thought I'd post a thought.. 

Blessings and Peace

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Molasses Making and Good Music

This was a wonderful mini vacation day over and around the mountain, thru the woods, and along the river to a friends home.  Enjoy the day with us.. Go here >  Molasses Making and Good Music

Just a few quick video shots of the day with my camera.  No editing... not a videographer

Friday, September 24, 2010

Shhhhh... Autumn Night Scenes

Home. The end of a day.  Lights low, the house embraces a softness, a stillness even though low distant traffic sounds and muted cheers from the local high school filter through the night air. Quiet peaceful security hums within a home of love.. Here a are few of our night scenes... Blessed

Flowers resting on the front porch

Full moon over the stadium lights of the distant high school

Mr Kitty comes to see what I am doing
Mr Kitty in his night habitat

Next door neighbor's porch light

Our Home's Night Porch 

Porch light on waiting for one more family member to come home

Peace in the evening

Our grandson's room in our home~quiet toys

He sleeps peacefully with his "friends" while mama is at work

 Waiting patiently for the next "rock-rock" time

Just picked up co-op order waits by the kitchen counter to be put up tomorrow

Flowers from our daughter-in-love's garden shine even in the evening

Restful Still

uhuh...caught my husband getting a bedtime snack 

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Summer Harvest from a Friend's Garden

seeing potential pastas or soups this winter

picking beans from a friends garden

the  final harvest

strawberries still showing their faces in late summer

Few from our harvesting

Saturday, August 28, 2010

A Foggy Saturday in August

A Foggy August Saturday Morning at the Farmers Market

Some of our local beauties


Yes, they really do this


After the Farmer's Market David and I went to a local cafe. They take the time, care and love to  make homemade Gelato's, Yogurts, Sorbets AND.... Crepes.  We each had a delicious veggie crepe with homemade pesto...yum!  Thought I'd share a few scenes from our lunch.
Wall clock at Scoops Cafe

Photos of where 10% of the money goes

So very cool that half the tip jar and 10% of all sales go to charity organizations
Photo's from Scoops Cafe

Local Cafe...Scoops our table

 Go here to learn more about Scoops Cafe 

Thanks for sharing a snippet of our Saturday

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

~~~ Nette's Chair ~~~

It's been three weeks since I found my "Nette" chair. She graces our family-kitchen area with a royalishness about her. Late Saturday evening, June 12th about three minutes after 11pm, my husband's oldest sister, Annette, passed from the reality we see to the reality not seen.

On a very hot Atlanta afternoon my husband David and I took some time just to be alone. He knows how much I like thrift stores.  He considerately drove me to a few close to his sister's neighborhood. We enter the thrift store. David goes over to the men's clothes. I have to go up and down every rack, look at household stuff, books, furniture... You have to glance over everything in case you find a prize. AND... I FOUND A PRIZE. IT sang to me. The "music" grew louder and louder as I got closer. Where's David! I have to show this to him! I look around for him. Where IS that man!  finally spot him waiting patiently, already checked out, with a few clothes bunched in his folded arms. I tell him he's gotta come look at something. I can tell he doesn't really want to. I said "never mind let's just go"...But... I couldn't just go.. I heard her back there beckoning to me. David knows me so well. A look in my eyes and to the back of the store we go. "Where we goin' to put it?"... You have been decluttering."  I almost give in again and leave her. NO! rings inside of me. I am buying this chair. My sweet man hauls it up to the register. While I pay he goes out to pull up the car. One look at my chair and the cashier exclaims like singing a song..."OOOOOOO GIRL, THAT CHAIR JUST TALKS TO YA! You gotta a good one there. I have people come in here ALL the time looking for a good chair like that and you just walk right in here from outta town and find it. I tell ya... that chair talks to ya!" I tell her quickly why we are in Atlanta. She says in a sing song fashion~ "Bless you. I am sorry about your sister" to David as he is walking inside to carry the prize to the car.  The Nette chair, my chair, now, our chair rode back to NC from a thrift store in GA.

In yesterday morning's sun, I notice our "Nette" chair sitting there quite regally.

by the way it is surprisingly comfortable for a metal chair.  ~she's prettier in person~

Monday, June 28, 2010

A Summer Evening's Glow

The peach colored evening sky cast an ethereal glow across all it canopied. 
I loved the way the glow made the flowers look like an impressionistic painting.

As the glow fades evening sets in across the valley

Mr Kitty enjoying the warm pavement at the end of the day