
Grandson Matthew’s new puppies. Uh, can you tell which one is the runt of the litter?


Grandson Matthew’s new puppies. Uh, can you tell which one is the runt of the litter?

The mid-summer heat is incredible down here in my Savannah, Georgia—as it seems to be in much of our weathered nation.
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Real Feel of 114? Seriously?

On early morning walks (it’s far too hot for me to walk midday), I have noticed one resilient plant that seems to not only survive in this oppressive heat and brutal sunshine, but actually to THRIVE.

“Some plants perform best when the heat is on; Crape Myrtles revel in the sun and heat. They are summer show-offs. In full bloom this beautiful shrub/tree radiates color, sporting a full head of crinkled, “crepe” like blooms in various shades.” aldenlane.com

May we follow crepe myrtle’s exemplary leadership in this very hot time in our nation.






It’s dangerously hot, but we will stay alive!



“Robert, please get me a lemon and some fresh thyme,” I said-pled, as we finished up some shopping, and I headed to the car, while he was trekking across the street to one of our favorite little independent grocers.

Back home I delved into magical alchemy …
Homemade simple syrup, fresh-squeezed lemon juice, orange slices and … some THYME.

Slash it all together with some Tito’s and voilà …

Wait, that is not the best shot!

That’s a little better.

But here, look at the lavender blooms of the thyme through the glass …



And here are photographer Robert’s photos …


It’s thyme …

A blog category of photos I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
I haven’t done a “Robert and …” post in a while. Truth be told, I had forgotten about the category. (Don’t tell Robert.) So …
Robert and … Consummate Coffee Service.


Breakfast yesterday at one of our favorite coffee bars here in Savannah, Flora and Fauna.

HR Serving Coffee and … Love.

I’m marveling this morn, remembering our supper last night.
I prepared Neal’s Sunday Night Chicken, using a variation of Ina Garten’s Perfect Roast Chicken.


Prep the six-pound chicken …


Impatiently wait an hour and a half, as incredible aroma fills our humble abode.
In the meantime, make vegetable broth with parts of the veggies I did not use.


And take a little rest with Benny on the couch …


Voila!






Delicious Food Joy!

At our church’s Easter service this morning, we sang one of my very favorite songs/hymns of all time: The Hymn of Promise. Its truth is exactly what I needed to hear, sing, and believe during these trouble times in which we find ourselves.
If you have a moment, I invite you to experience its uplift and encouragement. (The lyrics are below.)
In the bulb, there is a flower
In the seed, an apple tree
In cocoons, a hidden promise
Butterflies will soon be free
In the cold and snow of winter
There’s a spring that waits to be
Unrevealed until its season
Something God alone can see
There’s a song in every silence
Seeking word and melody
There’s a dawn in every darkness
Bringing hope to you and me
From the past will come the future
What it holds, a mystery
Unrevealed until its season
Something God alone can see
In our end is our beginning
In our time, infinity
In our doubt, there is believing
In our life, eternity
In our death, a resurrection
At the last, a victory
Unrevealed until its season
Something God alone can see
I Wish You a Peaceful Easter Evening 2025.

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Brilliant red blooms of the Fire Lily in a yard near us.


2. Enjoying a delicious and educational olive oil tasting at Woodpecker Trail Olive Farm near Glenville GA.



3. Making a very yummy Strawberry Pear Pie with fresh-picked strawberries from Sonrise Farms near Dublin GA.







4. Our skin, which wraps us up so lovingly.
5. This beautifully quirky little pillow on the couch in the waiting area at my therapist’s office.

(I wonder if it was strategically placed there to somehow assess or affect our mental health.)
May you have a Healthy Weekend ahead – mentally and otherwise!

If it weren’t for this display near the entrance to Kroger, I might have missed this IMPORTANT CELEBRATION!








My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Morning Glory.


2. Simple Beige Beauty.


3. The inhale and the exhale.
And the oft-forgotten mindfulness of the inhale and the exhale.

4. The Breath of Fresh Air Robert and I are experiencing with the television reality series, “Love on the Spectrum.”

“Overview: Seven adults with autism dive headlong into a dating group to explore the unpredictable world of romance, tackling misconceptions about both themselves and how they want to live.” (Series Website)
We recently stumbled upon season two and are working through it now.
5. Playing hide and seek with a Japanese Flowering Cherry tree near us here in historic district Savannah.



May you experience a Bit of Play somehow this spring weekend.