The Search For Spring

The Search For Spring

I am ready for Spring. I’ve already worn my flip-flops to see if they still fit. (They do.) More daffodils are pushing their way upward to the light. Tiny slips of green are awakening iris. The nubs on my flowering almond are hard to see, but they are just...
January Gems

January Gems

Writing. Trying to define something that seems simple, apparently, isn’t so simple. According to Merriam-Webster: writing – noun – 1) the act or process of one who writes such as: a. the act or art of forming visible letters or characters...
Azalea Season – 2022

Azalea Season – 2022

They never bloom long enough. The azalea bush seems to capture something iconic in this place in South Carolina. Southern culture. Southern charm. A Southern way of life. I’ve stood and gazed at mass plantings of azaleas and half expected to see Scarlett...
Empty Nest

Empty Nest

The Eastern Bluebird is my favorite visitor to the yard. The male wears a stunning suit of feathers that catch the sunlight as he flits around the property. The sun will sometimes glint off those feathers and the color is almost electric! Just beautiful! Catching a...
Baby Peaches

Baby Peaches

As of April 11, 2022 there are officially baby peaches on my tree! It’s been a very long wait. I thank the Lord and Irish Spring. Now, say a prayer there will be plenty to share. If you like free-stone peaches; that’s what is growing. You can tell by the...
Bob Who?

Bob Who?

Growing up country means different things to different people. I grew up in Edgefield, SC. The oldest of four with three younger brothers. A tire swing at my grandparents’ house and a beagle named Cleo are some of my fondest memories. My great-grandmother...