Blooming

Even though I groused about the cost

and inconvenience

of digging the pond,

I am really glad

Mr. insisted.

One yellow,

one peach

I may just frame one.

In Bloom

Sometimes it has been suggested

that our garden is like a park

and perhaps we should charge admission.

Pwish-pwash I say!

Enjoy the blooms!

Before the bunnies get them!

Southern Charm

Mr. and I recently visited

St. Simon's Island, GA.

It's lovely there.

You must cross over this bridge.

We saw this old, craggy live oak tree.

It's so romantic.

In fact, it's called "Lover's Oak".

The Native Americans supposedly met there

for romantic rendezvous.

The road splits around the tree.

See this old cemetery?

Soldiers from the North and South are buried there.

I have never seen

Confederate flags on graves before.

I would LOVE to enjoy lemonade on this porch.

I wish my porch oozed this kind of hospitality and grace.

My house doesn't even have a porch.

And my neighborhood association would

NEVER allow such a lovely iron fence.

Suburbia is sucking the charm out of America.