Posted in Shhh … Silent Sunday

Shhh … Silent Sunday. 11/23/25

On Friday, Robert and I had lunch with dear friends at our favorite fried chicken restaurant in the entire universe, Cahill’s Market & Chicken Kitchen, across the Savannah River over in Bluffton SC. Afterwards, we explored the most amazing garden center featuring a seemingly endless array of beautiful pottery.

The number of pots and stoneware that stretched literally (!) as far as the eye could see was mind-boggling.

“Hmmm.”

Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post: 11/22/25  “My Favorite Color”

Walking through Hobby Lobby the other day, Robert and I came upon these neat seasonal kitchen towels …

I stopped to chat with them for a bit, while HR wandered off … who knows where in the gargantuan store.

“Uh, did you know that Fall is not actually a color?” I probably somewhat ‘I’m-a-retired-professor’ asked the towels.

They answered immediately, and I might add, a bit mockingly: “Uh, you call yourself a retired professor, and yet you don’t understand simple literary devices.”

Taken back a bit by the question, I could not think of a single literary device.

The towels, sensing my embarrassment and feeling a little sorry for me, gently explained: “The statement ‘fall is my favorite color’ primarily uses a literary device called synesthesia.”

“Right,” I said, trying to remember if I had ever heard of “synesthesia.”

I turned away and quickly Googled.

Synesthesia involves blending senses—in this case, treating a season (“fall,” a concept related to time and nature) as if it were a color (a visual property), thus associating the qualities of the season (the vibrant reds, oranges, and yellows of the leaves) with the single concept of a “color.” Google AI

“Y’all ARE right!“ I sorta yelled. (It doesn’t take much to get me excited.)

“Fall has always been my favorite season. And now it’s my favorite color too! Thank you!”

But they were already starting to chat with the next customer, explaining Sensational Synesthesia.

I love these fall colors somewhat hiding in the morning shadows here in Historic District Savannah.

Glorious chrysanthemums at a market we visited recently.

Mama and her cute little triplets we saw on a walk.

My jalapeño cornbread last night.

Yes …

And that’s my Saturday Evening Post.

Posted in Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling?

Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 11/10/25

I’m marveling this Monday morn, remembering two recent preposterously delicious meals Robert and I shared.

First, Robert absolutely outdid himself the other night at supper with his Fisherman’s Pie.

Starring cod, shrimp, smoked salmon snd crab leg meat.

With a supporting cast of leeks, spinach and heavy cream. Topped off with succulent mashed potatoes.

Somewhat similar to a seafood chowder, with a thicker consistency.

Oh my GOODNESS.

The recipe HR used, in case you’re interested:

Trying not to be outdone, I put together (in my mother‘s old cast iron skillet, which actually belonged to her mother) another supper of Bone-In Pork Chops with Honey-crisp Apples and Spiced Cider.

It tasted like autumn!

And a link to my recipe:

P.S. I love using the word “supper” instead of “dinner.” It’s nostalgic. It’s home.

Posted in Joy in Nature

Tuesday Trees

Recently, Robert, and I were in Atlanta for their annual Pride Festival. One morning we ventured over to the always-magnificent Atlanta Botanical Garden.

In addition to over 10,000 pumpkins (!) on display (I’ll block about that a little later), there was a new exhibit, “Enchanted Trees” woven through the garden’s incredible natural landscape.

Here’s one:

Garden Website

Amazing Beauty!

Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 10/17/25

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. Fall and chrysanthemums!

2. The ability to smile, even just a little bit, even when we may not feel like smiling.

3. This lone October blossom on a leafless Lily Magnolia tree (aka as Tulip Magnolia or Tulip Tree) that Robert and I saw and marveled at yesterday.

Sometimes you just gotta go it alone.

4. Daughter Amy expanding her Savannah-based medical company across the Savannah River and over into nearby (and beautiful) Bluffton, South Carolina.

HR and I drove over for the ribbon cutting yesterday morn.

Robert and I made it at the very end into the little local news coverage …

The paparazzi will simply not leave me alone.

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5. Robert and some hay.

May you sit in front of a joyful weekend ahead.