The older I get, the more I like pictures like this that Robert took today at our hiking outing at beautiful Wormsloe Historic Site just outside Savannah.
See? The emphasis is on the early evening light falling on the old cast-iron fence. And NOT on my now-completely white hair or deepening wrinkles.
For this blog category, “Countdown to Christmas: Images of Peace,” each day between December 1 and 25, I share some of our photography that invites rest, peace, tranquility and love.
Beach Peace
One of the many great joys of living in Historic District Savannah is the easy fifteen-minute drive along the Savannah River and the marshes to Tybee Island (aka Savannah Beach) .
For this blog category, “Countdown to Christmas: Images of Peace,” each day between December 1 and 25, I share some of our photography that invites rest, peace, tranquility and love.
Cornbread
It may seem a little odd to feature cornbread as an Image of Peace, but not for me. I grew up in a little house in North Georgia where the aroma of my mama’s freshly baked cast iron skillet of corn bread smelled and felt like the comfort and safety of “home.”
1. Our interracial ornaments!
2. The beautiful little boutique coffee shop that just opened across the street from us in the old Trustees Garden area of Savannah.
3. The joy and privilege of breathing in and breathing out … all the time!
4. Cute-collared holiday doggie near us.
5. Democracy winning …
May you have a winning weekend ahead!
Savannah’s own Raphael Warnock.
Breathing easier in Georgia this morning.
1. Seeing this display at Fresh Market snd thinking it was giving me life advice …
(I still think it’s pretty good life advice.)
2. Having a delightfully laidback and peaceful post-Thanksgiving meal with two of Robert’s children.
3. The color green (my favorite).
4. Last night’s Design District Holiday Walk here in Savannah.
With the fanciest and most beautiful hors d’oeuvres I have ever seen.
5. HR’s fall-hearty and yummy chicken casserole the other night.
I hope your weekend casseroles around beautifully for you.
My weekly list of a few “joy inciters” in my life. A Friday Gratitude Journal, of sorts.
1. My Thanksgiving cranberry sauce!
2. Having hands and fingers (even with my arthritis) which enable me to chop onions for Thanksgiving dressing, shake hands with strangers, pick up granddaughter Isabelle and hold hands with HR.
3. The novel I am currently reading in my study chair about a Black American woman caught between her privilege and her identity.
4. This little tree near us who is losing his beautiful leaves. But see how he is standing proud in spite of his de-clothing
5. Peanut butter.
May you have a weekend for which to give thanks.
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … two tidy Irishmen.
