Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post: 2/7/25  “A Farmhouse Goodbye”

So yesterday, Robert and I cleaned up the old farmhouse in Southeast Georgia where we have been staying for the last month while our downtown Savannah place was being renovated.

Did the last of the laundry (no dryer) …

I actually enjoyed (well, for a temporary time) the sensation of hanging wet washing on the clotheslines among the Spanish Moss.

We started loading boxes and bags in the kitchen for the return trip.

Looked down and saw him …

Benny in the Box.

He was ready to go home.

Enjoyed our last fire (the place had no central heat).

Enjoyed our unusual but FUN time in the snow a couple of days ago…

Sampled the “attractions” in the tiny town of Springfield GA (pop. 2,874) …

Our favorite Coffee/Bakery/Breakfast place …

And outdoor in January grilling and eating between the cold spells.

A Joyous Adventure. Thank you, Universe/God/Whomever for Such a Splendid Stay.

And that’s My Saturday Evening Post.

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Saturday Evening Post
Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 1/30/26

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. The Joy of Sharing a Meal with Friends.

Peggy, Moi, Mike and HR at the very cool Public restaurant in Savannah.

2. Oh my GOODness, Tuesday’s breakfast at Ally’s Bakery in Rincon GA, near the farmhouse where we’re staying while our place in Savannah is being renovated.

Perfect quiche with oh-my-GOODness pastry

Made from scratch cinnamon rolls

Ally’s cakes and cookies are works of art. Check out some of her work/art on her website:

https://www.allysbakeryllc.com/

3. The amazing ability to SMELL! Walking into Abby’s the first time!

4. Laughing at discovering the outdoor shower at the old farmhouse where we are staying. The farm belongs to our friend Gordon who lives in Arizona but keeps his grandparents’ farm for visits to Georgia.

Of course it has been FAR TOO COLD try it out!

5. But wasn’t too cold for a tuna salad picnic outside the farmhouse the other day.

May it be warm enough for you to bask in some Weekend Joy ahead.

Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post: 1/24/25  “There Has To Be”

Recently Robert and I were driving back from a day adventure at the fascinating Webb Wildlife Management Area in Garnett, SC when we looked off to the right and saw this …

Yes, I know, the scene is difficult to see clearly. So HR pulled to the side of the road, and we walked nearer.

But the brush was SO thick, and we couldn’t get very close.

Two old cars hidden in the woods.

There has to be a story here somewhere.

????

And that’s my hidden-story Saturday Evening Post.

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Saturday Evening Post
Posted in Food Joy

Seafood Tuesday

Living in Savannah, with water all around, we love us Some Seafood!

Tonight Robert had leftover Low Country Boil (from our Christmas Day “New Traditional” Supper) …

While I was a bit more classy — Mussels with tomato, garlic and white wine sauce (ridiculously easy and quick to prepare) …

Beyond delicious!

It takes muscles to eat mussels!

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What a Joyful Meal.

And a few of Robert’s more artsy shell photos …

Interesting that HR will not eat them, but he has no problem taking photos of them.

Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post: 12/27/25  “Nativity on the Farm”

Recently Robert and I visited Southern Belle Farms in McDonough GA. Walking to the side of their fabulous country market, HR yelled, “Neal, look! Baby Jesus on a truck!”

And sure enough, as I got closer, I saw them—all the stars of the traditional crèche: Mary, Joseph and the Baby. The Three Wise Men. An Angel. A Shepherd and his Sheep.

All mounted on an old school farm truck!

Robert started pointing and giving a little impromptu lecture about the various Nativity personnel, as if I were a toddler new to Sunday School.

Mentally asleep for a while in his mansplaining words, I finally woke up and asked, “What do you think happened to Mary’s left arm?”

“Neal, you’re missing the whole point of the display!” he sputtered as he huffed off toward the Kettle Corn stand.

I stood there for a while, pondering about what was missing. Until I finally followed the buttery scent to the Kettle Corn and to Robert.

And that’s My Saturday Evening Post.

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“Robert and … #46”

A blog category of photos I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.

Robert and … the Salvation Army fellow, dancing at Rockefeller Center near the skating rink.

So Robert and I were in Manhattan recently on a little Amtrak day trip from our anniversary sojourn to Philadelphia.

After our incredible anniversary lunch at Del Frisco’s …

… we walked out the door to the iconic skating rink and saw him … dancing …

And of course, Robert had to join him.

🎶 From the bottom of my heart. 🎶

Posted in Countdown to Christmas

Countdown to Christmas 2025: “Thou Shalt Love” — Day Twenty-Five 12/25/25

It’s Here!

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Christmas Day 2025

We end today’s Advent Journey with one of Paul’s beautifully eloquent writings on LOVE, found in the Bible in 1 Corinthians 13:4-8.

Love is patient

Love is kind

It does not envy

It does not boast

It is not proud

It does not dishonor others

It is not self-seeking

It is not easily angered

It keeps no record of wrongs

Love does not delight in evil

But rejoices with the truth

It always protects

Always trusts

Always hopes

Always perseveres

LOVE NEVER FAILS.

Robert and I send our Love to you on this Christmas Morn.

Posted in Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling?

Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 12/22/25 

Marveling!

So the other evening Robert and I drove over to daughter Amy‘s house on Skidaway Island (Savannah) to walk doggy Coastal while her fam was out of town.

Coastal was a tad impatiently ready.

When Coastal, HR and I started meandering toward the next-door neighbor’s house, we saw this …

Wait, you need it in color. So let’s send Robert closer.

Either very cute or terrifying! This Rudolph has to be the biggest reindeer in the history of the world.

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I was so startled that a few of my photos came out quirky because of my nervously, shaking hands …

Or did that Holiday Giant have special Holiday Powers?

We urged Coastal to finish her business quickly and hastened our way back to the safe house.

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We left Coastal and her brother-from-another-mother Little Kitty at peace and watching the chimney with care.

Posted in Countdown to Christmas

Countdown to Christmas 2025: “Thou Shalt LOVE, Not Hate” — Day Seventeen 12/17/25

From December 1-25, I’m sharing a quote and its truth from John Fugelsang’s Separation of Church and Hate: A Sane Person’s Guide to Taking Back the Bible from Fundamentalists, Fascists and Flock-Fleecing Frauds, the book Robert and I are currently and fascinatingly reading.

An odd Advent Calendar, of sorts.

Today, Fugelsang writes:

“Jesus was a nonprofit prophet, but was he really a socialist? The short answer’s no, because socialism didn’t exist yet. But let’s point out:

He never owned property.

He said, ‘It’s easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven.’

He told people to pay their taxes.

He never healed the blind and then billed them.

He never gave anyone a mandatory drug test before dispensing some loaves and fishes.

I’ll never say Jesus was a socialist. But I will say if he were alive now and preaching the exact same message, right-wing Christians would call him one.” p. 190