About an hour ago, Robert and I arrived at our Seminole State Park cottage in southwest Georgia on the Florida and Alabama border.
It’s overcast and raining with a threat of severe weather.
We’ve been to this park before and love it, one major reason being the prevalence of our favorite tree, the Longleaf Pine.
Here are a few pines outside our door along the shore of a finger of Lake Seminole. They are swaying gently and singing with the wind in the evening rain.
“Unbounded”
This past Sunday brought the closing performance of Les Mis here in Savannah. Robert and I presented grandson Daniel, who played “Marius,” with a special t-shirt.
I added the exclamation point to more accurately reflect Daniel’s view about musicals!
A few other photos from the play …
“Do you hear the people sing?”
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. My comforting twin meatloafs (meatloaves?) this week. One to eat, one to freeze.
2. Taste buds!
3. Yellow.
4. Grandson Daniel as “Marius” and the talented cast of Les Mis here in Savannah.
5. The TRUTH of this beautiful quote from Les Mis …
May you see the face of God this weekend.
“Strong”
Our hallway Christmas Cactus (Schlumbergera), all green just days ago, Suddenly Surprising us with springtime blooms.
So … Merry Christmas, I guess.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. My Hambone Soup last night, made from the leftover Easter ham.
And for some reason, out of the blue, when I was making the cornbread, I remembered that my mother used to put a heaping teaspoon of mayonnaise into the batter. Makes it creamier.
2. Grandson Daniel opening tonight in a three-week run of Les Mis here in Savannah. He plays the role of Marius.
3. The wonderful ability to Remember.
4. Incredibly aromatic jasmine blossoming all over Savannah.
5. Fun lunch today with Robert’s daughter Stennesha.
May you have a yummy weekend ahead.
Walking along the Savannah River near us, Robert and I came upon this stretch of “weeds” pushing, rising, bursting forth with colorful, flowering life through man’s concrete and bricks.
I love to be happy. Don’t we all? And it doesn’t take much to make me so.
Over the weekend, HR and I traversed over to our favorite new Savannah bakery, Sweet Patricia’s. WE LOVE THIS PLACE!
Our breakfast was BEYOND delicious. But the piece de resistance was … the bathroom.
It exuded happiness.
On the way out, I told beautiful Morgan, the face of Sweet Patricia’s (at least on that day), that we claim the bathroom, and hope to move one of the tables into the bathroom next time we eat there.
Morgan responded: “We will reserve it for you!”
Like I said, it doesn’t take much.
NealEnJoy 