Robert and I were recently at the delightful Stacks Bookstore here in Savannah, where we met friendly worker Anna in her inquisitive T-shirt.
Anna gave us a book recommendation, which we quickly bought.
T-Shirt Tuesday: “Tell Me”
Tag: Savannah
Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 4/27/26
This morn, I’m marveling and remembering.
Strolling along Savannah’s Waters Avenue over the weekend, Robert and I came upon a row of past-their-prime storefronts.
I had to pause at one and admire its encouraging and exhorting graffiti.
I hope you have someone—or many ones—to say this to.
Cellpic Sunday: “Let Deeds” 4/26/26
Photos taken with my always-there and trusty cell phone.
Neat Little Free Pantry in Savannah‘s Live Oak neighborhood.
Johnbo’s Cellpic Sunday:
https://photobyjohnbo.com/2026/03/15/cellpic-sunday-the-artist/
My Saturday Evening Post: 4/25/26 “Independent Bookstore Day”
Did you know that today, April 25, is Independent Bookstore Day here in the U.S.?
“One Day. Fifty States. 2,000+ Bookstores.
JOIN US FOR THE 13TH ANNUAL INDEPENDENT BOOKSTORE DAY!
This national one-day party held the last Saturday in April celebrates independent bookstores across the country online and in-store. Through exclusive books and literary items, contests, cupcakes, and everything in between, it’s a party you don’t want to miss.”bookweb.org
To celebrate, Robert and I ventured over to one of our very favorite local bookstores here in Savannah, The Stacks.
We had a grand time connecting with other book lovers.
Happy Independent Bookstore Day 2026!
The Stacks very neat website:
https://thestacksbookstore.com/
Six Word Saturday: Visit your local independent bookshop today
And that’s my Saturday Evening Post.
Five Friday Happy Bringers 4/23/26
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Discovering new Little Free Libraries. (Do you have them where you live?)
This one is in the Vernonburg neighborhood of Savannah.
2. The amazing ability to see light.
Here the morning light is favoring my side of our little study.
I especially love the light and shadow on my Yes Stick.
There’s a bit of a story here. For some reason, years ago, as Robert and I were hiking in the woods somewhere, my eyes rested upon a small fallen tree branch shaped like the letter Y.
I was going through a difficult patch of life at the time and I thought, “Yes! That stick is reminding me that I can say Yes! to so many things, things I already have and things I desire.”
So I picked up my Yes Stick and hiked with it for a while, saying “Yes!” time and again.
I kept up the practice, and on another hiking adventure, I picked up the one you see in the photo above. Robert told me to give it to him. He brought it home, varnished it, and we put it above my desk.
So that you have it. My quirky, slightly weird story of the origin of my Yes Stick.
I challenge you the next time you see a stick (or anything) shaped like a Y, to pause and say “Yes!” to something you love or have or desire.
3. Our imaginations.
4. Robert’s new glasses, which look gargantuan in this photo at Savannah’s Midtown Sports Bar the other night as we were watching our Atlanta Braves.
5. My spiky ball, which so helps my ongoing lower back pain.
I hope you have a Helper of some kind this Beautiful Spring Weekend.
Thursday Doors: “Not the Main Door” 4/23/26
On a recent spring morning walk here in Savannah, my eye kept going to doors that were not the main door to a house or dwelling.
Like this one, which sort of looks like a garage door, but on closer inspection (i.e. spying through the cracks), I saw that this rooster door led to a small courtyard.
A bit farther down the alley where I was walking, I came upon this vine-topped garage door.
And I love chancing upon iron gates, which are often doors leading to beauty.
And looking through another gate, spring charm exploded.
I hope you walk through some doors into beauty on this Thursday.
Tuesday Truth: 4/21/26 “Whisperings”
My blog category about quotations (or truths in any format) that ring true to me (and I hope to you, to us).
She turned to the sunlight and shook her yellow head, and whispered to her neighbor, “Winter is dead.”
– A.A. Milne
Yellow is SPRINGing up all over Savannah.
Even in our little sidewalk plantings …
Thursday Doors: “Well …” 4/16/26
“Well, you know.”
T-Shirt Tuesday: “Ally’s”
On a couple of recent trips to our buddy Gordon‘s old farmhouse over in Effingham County GA, Robert and I discovered one of the greatest treasure treats on earth.
Ally’s Bakery in the town of Rincon.
Ally’s pastries are simply beyond delicious.
And Robert is embarrassingly obsessed with Ally’s artistic cookies.
He and his obsession really get on my nerves. Robert won’t eat (or more important, let me eat) the cookies until these ridiculous “photo sessions” are complete …
Meandering through the cozy shop on one visit, trying to burn off a few calories, I came across these oh-so-very-truthful T-shirts.
And this last one gave me such encouragement:
So if you’re ever around Savannah, drive over to Rincon and Ally’s Bakery.
Tell the delightful Ally (the one with the flour on her fingers or frosting on her nose), Hannah, Marci or any other friendly crew member that Neal and Robert sent you.
You’ll leave so much sweeter than when you arrived.
NealEnJoy 