My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Attending friends Pat and Mary’s annual Backyard Garden Party.
2. Making homemade vegetable broth from (organic) veggie scraps.
3. Our incredible bodies which accompany us on this earthly trek. And are always trying to move us toward wellness. Thank you, Body!
4. HR’s sautéed shrimp salad.
5. Granddaughters Madison and Isabelle starting the local library’s summer reading program.
May your weekend ahead lead you to beauty of some kind.
“Revival”
Marveling at the simple Breakfast Beauty of Beans and Franks.
From start to finish.
“Pretty” Good
I hope you find something Marvelous this Monday Morning.
I have been feeling a bit queasy and under the weather today because of some meds I’m having to take for a heel spur, of all things.
Sort of a gray day.
And just take a gander at the definitions of “spur.”
Excuse me, but this spur ain’t urging this horse forward! There’s zilch prompting or encouraging going on here.
So whenever I’m feeling a little sickly, especially stomach wise, I do what Mama did. I take out a can of Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup …
… and pull out a sleeve of “soda crackers” and let the healing begin.
[Sidebar: I know that both the soup and the crackers are high in sodium, which I usually try to avoid, but not when I’m sick. At the sickly stage, I’m ready to ingest salt by the spoonfulls, or is it “spoonsfull”?]
And for some reason, maybe nostalgia, maybe the power of comfort food, maybe the connection with Mama, the soup almost always plays its role in healing manifestation.
I’m feeling better.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Enjoying a backyard Memorial Day cookout at a dear friend’s house.
2. Breathing deeply.
3. Always having enough food to eat.
4. Kitchen utensils.
5. The truth of this short poem by Alex Brown.
May the weekend ahead be ENOUGH for all of us.
For some reason, we are having a bit of a “cold spell” here in Savannah, which is quite unusual for this late in May.
TIB (Truth in Blogging): Frigid for us is anything under 60 degrees. Right now …
It has also been raining all day.
Sidebar: I’ve kept a gratitude journal for eons now. This morning’s additions …
So, when trying to decide what to have for supper, it hit me …
GRATITUDE-INSPIRED THANKSGIVING SIDES!
Thus, using whatever ingredients I had on hand, I decided on Green Bean Casserole and Sweet Potato Casserole. Two classics, right?
I got to work.
Oh my goodness. The deliciousness of fall in spring.
A Joyful May of Thanksgiving to You!
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.
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.
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.
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.
