This beauty is said to only bloom at midnight. A very dear friend of mine gave me a cutting of this plant and I as so thankful to her. She warned me that it only bloomed late
at night. So this year it is loaded with flowers and I just had to sneak out that at 4:30 this morning before I went for my morning walk and grab a peek. I was so excited when I saw this wonderful flower. Yes, of course I had to pick one of the blooms and take snapshots to share with y’all.
Thanks for stopping by. Have a blessed day .
Posted in blog, blogging, Daily post, Florida, flowers, gardening, home, nature, photography, photos, southern, Uncategorized, weekly photo challenge
I think collards are probably a green vegetable that is usually eaten in the south United States and even then some have never developed a taste for them. If you’ve eaten kale, well that is a cousin to collards and has a similar taste. Yes it is a strong flavor and I suppose it gets some getting used to. Frankly I love them and so does my oldest son. The rest of my family will “kindly pass thank you very much.” My seven-year old grandson surprises me how healthy he eats but he also does not like my collards. Anyway, they are a must plant in my fall garden along with mustard greens. Now my husband can absolutely eat a lot of mustard greens.
I’m telling you all that to tell you this. Last fall I planted collards as usual and we ate them at various times and gave some away to friends and neighbors throughout the fall and spring. But what really surprises me is the fact that they are still growing strong. Week before last I gave some away and put some in the freezer. This past week I was able to gather (that’s how you say harvesting greens. You don’t harvest or pick “you gather in the south) another mess (also a southern word for enough vegetables for a meal. Stick with me and you will learn Southern). The mustard greens, tomatoes and other spring vegetables are all gone but these collards keep hanging on and producing.
I planted sweet potatoes and since this is my first time for trying to grow them I’m excited to see how they do. Trust me I will keep you posted. The whole family loves sweet potatoes.
As you know gardening is one of my many hobbies and I truly enjoy it. It is a wonderful feeling to plant a seed or small plant then watch it grow and produce. If you are stressed gardening will help you relax and forget all the problems. Try it.
Thank you for stopping by. Until then, keep praying, smiling and seeing “how does your garden grow.” (quote from Mary, Mary Quite Contrary a Mother Goose rhyme.)
Posted in blog, blogging, family, farming, Florida, gardening, home, nature, southern, Uncategorized, vegetables, weekly photo challenge
This morning I was working out in my back yard. I suppose some would say garden because I do have flowers and plants out there. I’ll admit “I’m a plant collector.” When I see a plant I like I get it knowing I’ll find somewhere in my yard to put it. My poor husband just shakes his head when he sees me lugging home something new. Anyway, back to what I meant to tell you. I was working away transplanting some beautiful red, rose and white geraniums from the pint size pots they came in to bigger nice pots with plenty of room to grow. I think geraniums are so pretty and since these were marked down like 75% of course I had to buy them. I turned from my planting table and there was this beautiful white bird; some kind of crane, running its long beak down in the ground and coming up with earthworms; helping himself to my natural aerators.
I said “Welcome” and turned back to my work and my quiet visitor continued with his searching and eating. He was a polite fellow only getting what he could eat then he went on his merry way with a full tummy.
I decided to give you a quick glimse of another part of my yard….. a teaser for another post.
Until next time I’ll be busy tending to my plants and I hope you have something that you enjoy doing. Thank you for stopping by and please come back soon.
I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. I tell you 2016 flew by so fast I was surprised it was that time again. But we had a wonderful time. My family was together and that always makes me happy. Both of my sons and daughters-in-law are Christians and they are teaching my six-year-old grandson to serve God. I know we can’t make that decision for him but at least we can give him the foundation.
With that said I must talk about one of my pet peeves. I hate it when I hear someone say ‘Christmas is all about the kids.’ No it isn’t! Christmas is about our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ! We are celebrating His birth. Yes, I get the gift giving concept because God gave us His Only Son as a gift that we can accept and have eternal life. I guess you could say Jesus was the First Christmas Gift. And listen, I love giving at Christmas and I love getting gifts also but please let’s remember the real reason for the celebration.
Don’t get me wrong I love children…well most of them anyway. I have been around a few I found hard to tolerate but that is not the child’s fault. There are no bad children just terrible parents who fail to teach what they should. But that’s a subject for another post.
Thank you for stopping by and come back whenever you want; you are always welcome. And please when you hear someone say ‘Christmas is all about the kids’ explain to them what Christmas is really about.
Posted in blog, blogging, Christian principles and virtues, Christmas, faith, family, God, Holidays, home, Jesus and Holy Spirit, salvation, southern, Uncategorized, witnessing
Looking out at the back of my back yard on a misty morning.
Every thing has a different conception of home.
To a honey bee this hive was home. A storm came through our yard a few weeks back and blew a huge limb off one of our trees. I knew bees did live there for almost a year but for some reason they left. However, I was both surprised and grateful to see this hive. Surprised because before this I had never seen inside a beehive in nature. And grateful that the bees had decided to travel on because I worried they might attack my six-year-old grandson
For a few days one summer this cabin in North Carolina was our home. It looks rustic but it had all the real comforts of home.
So…while our homes differ in style and how we conceive them all creatures have something they call home.