Ominous Storms and Strange

 

Beware ye Isle most glorious

of queens and kings both

Lions and Lambs.

Something wicked and strange

this way comes.

An Ophelien wind portends,

bending its vortexed eye

toward Dover.

The Ides of October

to history amend.

 

Azaleas

Coming on Fall

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Orange-THE Blazing Color of Fall came crashing into my home this week- almost October, time to bring the gold of autumn inside. 

Orange came smashing through the muted blues, grays, yellows and white of my rooms. It came by way of this cake platter I saw and fell in love with, knew I had to have and ultimately ordered from anthropologie.com.

In order to bring it all together in my dining room, I pulled out two white pumpkins from last year, picked up a few tiny new ones.

The table cover is actually a Tibetan throw from Celedon.com a fabulous source for all things cool and unusual in Mt. Pleasant, S.C.

Sideboard-wise and continuing the cake stand theme, the huge mums are from last year, purchased at AceHardware, a locally owed with a totally unique home and gift department. The white and silver runner is from anthropologie.com.  The wonderful silver platter is a family heirloom. 

All in all, Orange is here and seems to be doing well. Crashing and smashing into my room with its Blazing Color of Fall.

Mums and pumpkins, purples and reds, indigo hues of Tibetan seams long ago stitched: sparkling twines interwoven against polished silver, reflecting all of golden Autumn.

Ah…I smile.

This Child of Ours

She can say more with one expression than most folks can in an entire conversation. 🎀✨❤️

These Sons of Mine

 

I expected clones. Two years and three days apart. As different as night and day from the moment they began to stir. How surprising, what a miracle! So much joy just being their mom!

Babies to boys, boys to men, men making their own families-strong and good. Faithful to who they are, secure in themselves. Courageous protectors of their own, loving providers-good friends of old friends keeping.

Living life to the fullest. Making a difference in the world as they go. Making right and good choices. Thinking things through. Leaning on faith. Counting on family.

I expected clones. These sons of mine.  More alike than I thought.

Tuesday Treasure

14047269_1136291879761378_6032811698582015651_oAt our house there is a sudden, rapid spurt of growth and change. It seemed a long time coming. In the blink of an eye it is here.

There were the lean years of not seeing our boys much. During school, work, courtship, and marriage came the strange position of parenting absent adult children via phone and text mostly. Thanks to good, positive bonds and communication, their dad and I grew through it and learned a lot.

Now our family has joyfully grown from four to eight-doubled in two years! Both our sons married within six moths of each other and had children with three months of each other.

Along with their marriages we the gained two wonderful extended families of their wives. These are strong, solid, loving and welcoming families which we count as treasures.

All families go through “stuff”. We pray for each other, we love each other through. The handsome guy in the photo is a treasured miracle. We prayed him through. We loved the family through. They love us back.

Family. A Tuesday Treasure

These Daughters of Mine

My loves. The sweetest things. How can I be so blessed?  Thank you, my son for them both. Treasures I cannot hold in my hand. Words are not enough. I want to cry and dance at the same time when I see them. These daughters of mine are music, memory, my peace, my eternal hope for tomorrow and beyond eternity. These two are more than joy. I am certain it is a girl thing. A God gift. I am full to overflowing.

These daughter of mine.

Coming On Fall

 

Some time you don’t get what you want, but what you needed was right there in front of you all the time.

If you read me at all you cannot miss it. It is a category and tag in my drop-down menu. Yesterday I went to my local garden center, the trunk of my car overlayed with plastic, girl scout ready to load up with a flat of It; Blazing Color, more precisely, Ornamental Cabbages-a wonder and majesty of Fall.

Back at home the containers stood empty, soil, Quick Start, frustrating hose all untangled, spades at attention and gloves cleaned. I was prepared to redo for fall.

With anticipation and joy in my heart, I met the mistress of plants, my trusted “Queen of Pots”. You can imagine the depth of despair when she gave me the cabbage calendar. OMG! I was too early. My Blazing Color would not arrive for six more weeks! Seeing the utter dismay and sorrow on my face, she attempted to steer me to the monotonous mums.

Untempted, I meandered through the succulents, found a lovely trailing, twisted pink Philodendron not unlike ones my grandmother misted with her tiny copper can. Shuffling back toward my car, the perfect hand-made and paint-dripped clay pot caught my eye for the pink lady. Happily checking out, a group of ruby-red hens and chicks found their way to my arms and off home we went.

 At home with no real potting to speak of necessary, I began to plunder about and re-arrange. Pushed back into a corner of the patio I noticed a quite large pot containing fragrant lavender nearly grown into a tree and overrun with wandering jew. After picking and pruning it a bit, I saw it was quite a beauty. I paired it up with the ruby-red chick pot, placed her majesty, Philodendron close by and was

dazzled with the color and fragrant beauty. Not quite blazing color. Cabbages can wait. For now it’s coming on Fall.