2. Watching (spying on?) and documenting my Handsome Hubby, as he walks toward our little car heading to an appointment.
“Parting is such sweet sorrow.”
3. Spices! Robert and I love them.
Our spice drawer ..
Simply Organic is my favorite spice brand.
Our spice shelf …
Our Spice Club! …
Once a month or so, our local library offers patrons a new spice, along with an explanation and several recipes. This month is a spice I have never heard about before: Summer Savory.
“Summer savory, Satureja hortensis, is a sweet- and spicy-smelling herb, lighter in flavor than winter savory. It is a member of the Lamiaceae, or mint family, and is indigenous to the Mediterranean region. It is also closely related to rosemary, thyme, oregano, sage, and mar-joram. Summer savory had both culinary and medicinal uses in ancient Greece and Rome.” Bull Street Library Spice Club
4. The amazing ability to simply Pay Attention. (That trait is sometimes a bit of a challenge for me and my “all over the map” brain.)
5. I SO appreciate the theme of this year’s Pride Festival in Atlanta.
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May we all have a weekend where, even on the most minute of levels, we Realize that we can Resist that which attempts to damage our lives.
1. This unique little “Dog Library” that I discovered near us here in historic district Savannah the other day.
A variation of the Free Little Libraries and Free Little Pantries scattered across the country?
2. This simple, unassuming little fresh-from-the-garden zucchini gift from friends and what I made from it.
YUM!
3. Rejuvenating Spring Rain. (We’ve had a bunch of it lately.)
4. Robert’s Oh So Delicious! St. Louis Ribs on Memorial Day.
5. Attending a fascinating lecture at our local Jepson Center for the Arts about their latest exhibit, Moss Mystique: Southern Women and Newcomb Pottery.
We didn’t know much about Newcomb Pottery until our Toledo-in-the-Summer and Savannah-in-the-Winter friends Don and Jim told us all about the incredible pottery.
From the exhibit: “IN 1895, THE ART DEPARTMENT AT THE H. SOPHIE NEWCOMB MEMORIAL COLLEGE, a women’s school in New Orleans, Louisiana, began a new enterprise: the Newcomb College Pottery. The educators hoped to provide their graduates with way of putting their design education into practice and earning an income in a manner that was socially acceptable for white upper-class women.”
“These women decorated a variety of wares with ornament inspired by regional fora and fauna. Though students were educated in ceramics, the Pottery hired men to create the wares, which were formed from a mixture of clays from around the region. Promoting the Pottery to national and international audiences, its founders and some decorators claimed that the products were unique and authentic representations of the American South.”
“The Pottery’s aesthetics shifted dramatically over the following decades, and the school added other media, such as textiles, to the enterprise, but the emphasis on these products ‘Southerness’ remained in place until the Pottery’s closure in 1939.”
“Drawn from the permanent collection of the Newcomb Art Museum of Tulane University, this exhibition explores Newcomb decorators choice of imagery and their relationships with regional identity. Plants and vacant landscapes suggested isolation from busy urban centers in New England and the Midwest, while moss-draped oak and cypress trees matched descriptions in fiction that romanticized the pre-Civil War period. Even the decorators’ status as upper-class white women placed them as ‘belles’ in these fantasies. Though these women created many of these designs over 100 years ago, their work reinforced perceptions about the American South that remain powerful today.”
May you Exhibit some Powerful Joy this mid-spring Weekend!
1. Sweet Tea, or as Dolly Parton calls it in SteelMagnolias, “the Champagne of the South.”
2. Walking by this “wall of green” covering a building near us here in historic district Savannah.
If you look closely, you can spot HR meandering in the lane.
3. Toenail clippers.
4. The absolute, joyful contentment that kitty cat Benny finds in (literally in) cardboard boxes.
5. Grandson, Daniel and his “Senior Bike Ride” this morning at his school.
On the last day of school (for seniors), Country Day has this tradition for their soon-to-be graduates to ride bicycles onto campus, where they are over-enthusiastically greeted by their families and loved ones, holding up posters and pictures and joyfully cheering (probably because those soon-to-be graduates will also soon be leaving home).
May you have something this weekend to scream joyfully about. (If not, just scream anyway.)
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