
What am I seeing? What should I do?


What am I seeing? What should I do?

I have always had a love affair with doors, especially eccentric doors.

Doors beckon, or deny.
Here’s one I saw today on a walk with Robert in our Historic District Savannah. It had a storied past, don’t you think?








Here’s to Doors!
I love fall food.

One of my VERY favorites is, well, ANYTHING in the Leafy Greens Family.
Collards, Turnips, Mustard, even Poke Salad. (You have to be careful with Poke Salad—it can be poisonous. But it was my Granny’s favorite, and she taught me how to find it. In the wild.)
Well, yesterday, I found a beautiful bunch of local Savannah collards at our favorite little grocer near us in Habersham Village.

If you have read a bit on my blog, you know that HR (Husband Robert) is the fancy pants chef, and I’m the I-cook-what-Mama-taught-me fellow. Usually in cast iron.
So last night I pulled out our cast iron (heavy!) Dutch oven. (Okay, technically Robert pulled it out.)

And I went to work.
First, you gotta wash the greens, if you buy them fresh. And why wouldn’t you? A time-consuming task.

My Washed-Collards Bouquet.

I cut the thickest stems away from the leaves.
But don’t throw them away! I make homemade vegetable broth with them.


After cooking the ham hocks in water to provide the base for the “pot liquor,” I sauté onions and garlic in a bit of olive oil in the Dutch oven, pour the liquid from the ham hocks in, layer the ham hocks on top, and cover until the greens wilt.


Two hours of slow simmering later …

HR loves my pickled jalapeños, so he had to put some of that “sauce” and pickles on his greens.

The beautifully delicious “pot liquor” …


Oh, and what to do with the leftovers? Well, give some to ex-wife Donna, of course.

With a side of “healthy corn.”
And freeze the rest.

Fall Collard Joy
1. Having a bed. To lay my head on every night. What a blessing. And to share with my Robert.


The little black bedside lamp was a birthday gift to me from my parents when I was in junior high.

2. Memories—the beautiful as well as the not-so-pretty. They are all a part of our legacy of life.
3. The unique scent of pine.

4. Low country boil for lunch this week.

5. The many faces of pruning.


See them?

Morning walk around Lake Mayer here in Savannah.

May you catch glimpses of beauty this weekend.

Visiting a quirky art exhibit a decade ago.


Jepson Center, Savannah, 2012



Life finds a way.
On our Saturday morning walk, across the street from us here in Historic District Savannah, we came across resurrection fern bursting forth from … bricks.

Do you know about resurrection fern?
From Southern Living magazine …

The fern looks dead when it’s dry, but when it rains, it becomes beautifully green. Even from bricks.


Here’s resurrection fern this evening from outside our front door, looking up.


We could probably learn a thing or two from resurrection fern.


1. Last night, making my Roasted Tomato Basil Soup (with fresh local tomatoes).





Beyond delicious, with Robert’s Grilled Cheese Sandwiches.




2. Being grateful for a car, my little vehicle which transports HR and me from one point to another.

I so often take my car for granted. Then driving through Savannah, I’ll look at the bus stops and see so many people who do not have cars.
3. My cute photographer husband.


Robert’s photography blog: Robert’sSnapSpot
4. Mr. Happy.

5. My chair in our study.

It’s where I sit just to sit. Or meditate. Or read. Or talk with Robert. Or argue with Robert.
May you sit in joy this weekend.
“There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.“


Light … come on in!