My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Robert and a shy panda at Zoo Atlanta on Monday.
2. Water lilies at The Atlanta History Center.
3. Our Fantastic Feet.
4. Only one more week till my favorite season, Fall!
5. Benny and a Box.
May you and a beautiful weekend ahead be a sure, snug fit.
“Sit”
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. The Terrific Tomato Tart Robert and I made this week with tomatoes from nearby Davis Produce.
2. Watching the Braves beat the Cardinals 8-5 at Truist Park last night.
3. The ability to laugh at ourselves and not take ourselves so seriously.
4. Grandson Daniel “being all shy” singing The National Anthem at the yearly kickoff celebration of the United Way of the Coastal Empire at the Savannah Convention Center.
Practicing the day before …
The event …
You can hear him here …
I asked his mom, Amy, if Daniel gets nervous at large events such as this.
“He’s not the slightest bit nervous. But I am a wreck until it’s over.”
5. Living in a world with so many wonderful books to read. Here is the current novel HR and I are reading together. Robert does most of the driving, so I read aloud. This is our 178th book together.
(May the book banners be banned.)
And may your weekend ahead be a personal anthem of joy and freedom.
“Preparation”
(More detail in this week’s upcoming Five Friday Happy Bringers.)
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … a BIG plant and a little plant.
Working on our front-of-the-apartment “garden” today.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. HR’s homemade version of the Egg McMuffin. Really good!
(Should I make him apply for a job at McDonald’s?)
2. Surviving Idalia here in my Savannah.
But nothing too bad where we are near the river. Thanksgiving!
3. This article about trees in Atlanta. PLEASE READ IT. It’s so much more than just about trees.
Here’s the link:
4. My (and your) ability to make decisions. To weigh pros and cons.
5. The Joy of Friday. Maybe it’s because I am a retired educator, but every Friday morning brings me a bit of unfiltered joy, the beginning of the weekend!
May this Friday introduce a joyous weekend ahead for you.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So recently HR (“Husband Robert,” come on now, you know that) made a simple but yummy breakfast of scrambled eggs and sausage patties (from local fresh-from-the-farm-meats 920 Cattle & Company, up the road from us).
“Neal, it’s ready.”
I morning-stumbled to the table … and almost instantly SAW THEM.
Twins. TWINS! Dressed in casual but elegant Sunshine Morning Yellow Rompers.
I sat down. Asked their names.
“Lisa and Liam, sir. Yours?”
“Neal.”
“You both look so cute,” I gushed. “And you smell just SO good!”
“Thank you,” they hesitantly responded.
“Are you a cannibal, sir?”
Marveling. Marveling. Marveling.
My beautiful small southern city of Savannah has twenty-two extant squares, each unique, in our Historic District.
Robert and I live just off the northeastern-most one, Washington Square, close to the river.
But this morning is about the Square formally known as Calhoun Square.
Here’s the link to the article in case you are interested. (It made the national news.)
https://www.cnn.com/2023/08/25/us/savannah-square-susie-king-taylor
Oh, and just so you know, the previous name of the square? Calhoun Square, named after John C. Calhoun, a former vice president of the United States, who owned slaves and vigorously defended the institution of slavery.
“What he stood for is not what Savannah stands for,” Savannah mayor Van Johnson said.
Way to go, Savannah!
And Congratulations to Susie King Taylor!
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