Author: Neal Saye

Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 5/19/23

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My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. This beautiful head of cabbage we got a nearby farm store, Pittman’s Country Market, over in Lyon, Ga.

We were fortunate enough to see the farmers hauling in the freshly picked cabbages.

2. Having dinner with grandson Daniel—far right—and his three best buddies (all actors like him).

Nearly impossible to keep up with their energy, but Robert and I had a blast!

3. Our refrigerator. It keeps things cold! And it even has a section that freezes! Do you have one? What an incredible blessing that I so often take for granted.

4. Robert’s fried (okay, okay, I know, fried) okra (okay, okay, I know, okra) the other evening.

Yum!

5. And corn on the cob.

I hope you have a delicious weekend ahead.

Posted in Food Joy

Cutesy Tuesday: “The Power of Every Individual”

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Today I am starting a new, occasional blog post category: “Cutesy Tuesday,” highlighting what I consider to be cute.

So yesterday, Robert and I went to our favorite produce stand near us here in Savannah, Davis Produce, out near the Atlantic Ocean, and bought a big bunch of stuff.

But mainly pink-eyed crowder peas and okra. Okra is my favorite vegetable in the history of vegetables; okra is HR’s least favorite vegetable in the history of vegetables. Our marriage is vegetatively tenuous.

But looky there in the lower right-hand corner above (well, and below). When I emptied our bag of goodies, I saw him.

A lone peanut.

Somewhat robust, and holding his own against the okra.

I asked him why he came as the lone peanut, crowded out by the crowder peas and okra.

He responded,

Let us move forward as powerful individuals.

Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post 5/13/23 “Thank You”

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I’m Thankful to live in Savannah’s National Historic Landmark District, where daily walks never fail to reveal yet another source of marvel-worthy beauty.

As I’ve said before, HR and I live off Washington Square, the northeastern most of our 22 extant squares. It’s the tiny green one in the upper righthand corner on the map below. Across from the Savannah River.

The historic district is a walker’s dream, with surprises hidden down tiny lanes and in secret gardens.

Here a few sightings from our midday walk.

Glorious Gladioli

Lucious Lilies

And Hearty Hydrangea

Sunlight through Japanese Maple

Delightful Doors

And a bit of gratitude and love to Jimmy Carter …

Thankful & Peaceful Saturday to you all.

P.S. I even thought some “weeds” were pretty, perched proudly at the curb, their dynamic green exuding roadside royalty.

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Five Friday Happy Bringers 5/12/23

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My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. Grandtwin Matthew as Walt Disney for a school project.

2. “This Cat.” In the early evening, I often walk out to one of our Savannah squares near where HR and I live. To read. And “This Cat” ALWAYS makes an appearance when I go to Warren Square.

“This Cat”

3. Our fingernails and toenails. I’m not exactly sure why they make me happy. But they are such a part of us. And they’re SO determined. You have to cut them pretty often.

4. Exploring the nearby Effingham (County) Historical Museum with a couple of buddies.

5. A dolly from yesteryear.

5. The struggling but still here U.S. Postal Service.

May good health and true happiness be delivered to your door this weekend.

Posted in The Artful Dodger, Unexpected Art

“The Artful Dodger“ #18

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A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.

So the other morning I sat down to Robert’s yummy breakfast of English muffins, black raspberry jam, and some kinda seasoned stir-fry potatoes.

I was still trying to wake up, but immediately saw some artistic possibility when I popped a couple of dollops of jam onto the two halves of the bread.

Oh, and when I Piled the Potatoes beneath the eyes, I knew I had a breakfast Masterpiece in the Making.

Doesn’t he look a bit like a walrus or maybe Burl Ives in the iconic Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer?

Chef-d’oeuvre!