Maverick Doctors and Ice Packs

Well my baby is 19 today. That is hard to imagine! But believe me it’s real.  She is quite the sweet pea!!

19 and 54

In other news, bridges are important, on roads and in life.  I saw the doctor yesterday about my arm.  He was just a baby.  I remember back when I was younger than all my doctors.  He toddled in wearing tight black pants and a purple shirt.  The doctors of yore were rolling in their graves, especially as he said “got it,” every time I said half a sentence.  I am to continue on with ice packs and ibuprofen.  Got it!

On the road to Virginia.
You don’t mind if I eat breakfast here, do you?

Enjoy this extra-wonderful day!
Lynn

Life Keeps On Changing

Ohhhh, Eeeeee, Ewwwwww, can it really be this long again since I posted!!? No intentional breaks here, folks, just up to my eyeballs in busy-ness! I have been working out of town a lot lately, and that really adds to my work day each day. I am gearing up for opening the shop this coming Saturday as one of my last big SALES before the doors close forever. I am really looking forward to it!  I am trying to fit in some practicing for an upcoming wedding.  (Not my own!)  Jason and I were asked to sing and play at one.  Perhaps I can get some kind of audio clip for you!  I have also traveled to Virginia recently to see my dear sweet sister.  Life has just been busy!  GASP!

The goldfish pond at work.
I love this quote! It’s a good one. How I hate being misquoted, and I sure have been before. Some people like to twist words and tell you, “you said this,” when you know that is not what you said. Yep, some people just need silence. 😉
Love. I could sit by this pond all day.
The Roma tomatoes at Lynnwood.
The little Zen garden at Lynnwood.
Some are starting to turn red. They will be awesome in my juicer! In salads! Cooked! YUM!

Life is so busy, from this point, I am going to do my very best to update regularly (daily!), even if it is just one photo!

Enjoy this day,
Lynn

Gardening In A Pine Woods

As far as I can tell, you have to work with what you’ve got. I am still refining my little fenced-in garden on the edge of a grove of pine trees. My mind was made up as soon as I started a new garden: I am not fighting Mother Nature. I will enjoy the deer. Maybe even feed them. 😉 I will work with native plants as far as what goes in the woods. I will make myself fences to have a few things I love, and some food. I will feed the birds and let nature do her thing!

Here are some recent garden photos.

Once inside the fence, this is a very sweet little spot. Butterflies are beginning to visit. I want a very zen ceramic seat to put in here, and a small solar-powered water feature.
A new addition: metal containers and pebbles from the Scrap Exchange for my sedum garden.
Old metal potato chip container. Pebbles from a customer at the shop. Sedum from Home Depot.
Cleome.
This bed is filling in beautifully!
Finally. The perfect place for this antique iron birdbath/planter.

Still hard to believe this “geranium” (Pelargonium) was nearly dead when I purchased it from the clearance shelf.
I think our sun plaque is looking up to see if there will be anymore camellia blooms to fall in his face.

Perhaps I can get a few minutes in my garden this evening. I have green tomatoes! Stay tuned for photos.

Enjoy this day!
Lynn

Me and My Pine Trees

Seems like I will always have a connection to pine trees. Some of you already know I grew up on the sandy soil of Moore County, North Carolina, where pine trees are king! Okay, not everyone likes them. They produce tar or sap. And pine cones. And pine needles. I hated my Saturdays in the yard picking up pinecones. My daddy would drive his little tractor around and either my sister or I (we alternated Saturdays) would stand on the back and ride around with him. He’d stop the tractor in various spots throughout our large yard and we would have to jump down and pick up all the pinecones in that area and put them in the little hitched-up trailer he was pulling. Those were the days.

These days, I miss that.  I did love the pine trees in our yard.  I used to enjoy picking at the bark and looking at the sap.  I had heard growing up that you could chew the sap like chewing gum, though I never did.  You can use the needles to make a healing tea.  I used the trees as a way to balance myself when doing hand stands in the yard.  We had the huge beautiful pinecones that people actually purchase now for crafts and decorations.  We sat in the yard and braided pine straw.  You can weave pine straw to make a basket.  I have fond memories of pine trees, minus having to work on Saturdays!  I do wonder though if that work made me love being outside like I do.  Thank you, Daddy.

I guess I cannot get away from pine trees.  My garden with Jason.

Pine trees were a part of colonial history for the Scots in North Carolina, who worked around them and made a business of them.  The Piedmont Scots added pine products (tar for ships) to what was put on the Cape Fear river and sent to Wilmington.  I love this bit of history from Learn NC.

“…pitch and tar rendered from the sap of pine trees and used to protect the hulls and rigging of wooden ships.”

And this:

“The native longleaf pines allowed crops to be planted without the backbreaking work of first removing all trees. Settlers removed a ring of bark from the pines, killing the trees; this caused needles to fall and sunlight to reach crops.”

And oh do I descend from a long line of Scots!  The McNeills, Gilchrists, McKays, and Campbells to start with.  The Hastys were from North Ireland, having migrated down from the lowlands of Scotland.  On my mom’s side the Scots were all highlanders, many from the Outer Hebrides.

Me and my sister in front of the house we grew up in.
Mama (hennypennylane.blogspot.com) in front of the Monte Carlo, at our old house. She recently wrote about this room on the end of the house. And you can see the pines behind her.
My daddy the way he looked when I was 5.

Here are a few recent garden photos.

The jasmine climbs the trellis. I like to take thrifted pretty curtain rods and stand them in the ground. Cute!
Blooms on the tomatoes! Yay!
Lily in bloom!
Lots of pretty purple in this spot.
The garden is growing!
A pretty geranium that was on clearance and was nearly dead. It has come back to life!
A new delivery of mulch! Yay!

Enjoy this day!
Lynn

My Little Zen Garden

Happy Winds-day, as Pooh likes to say!  It feels good to get a chance to sit down and catch up here, and I look forward to catching up on all of your posts too, my blog friends.  I have been busy gardening and playing guitar, as usual, including another recent jam with friends.  There is something about playing in a small familiar group that is very nerve-racking to me!  (Or nerve-wracking.  I’ve seen both.  But I digress.) The point being made is that, for me at least, it is often harder to do something so personal in front of very close friends than it is to do in front of a group of strangers.  Playing is very personal.  It is very exposing.  Anyway, I am grateful for the group of friends I have who share this experience with me.

Then there is my garden.  Oh, be still my heart, little places are coming alive in Lynnwood!  I will share the most recent photos of the one fenced-in haven I have.  I am very afraid the tomatoes won’t get enough sun to produce fruit.  They get, I think, about 4 hours of direct sun and then dappled light.  We shall see.  Jason and I are currently outlining new areas that get even more sun.  Next year, or maybe later this season, we will have vegetables there.  For now, we experiment with my one fenced-in spot.  Meanwhile, the deer still visit and eat what they like where they can get to it.

The plant with the dainty white blooms is Euphorbia “Breathless White”

I fell in love with the bright purple pot and the trailing coleus.
The garden is taking shape.
I love this little kitty face that guards the garden gate.

I like unusual items to use for edging. This cement brick was found earlier in the year at the Scrap Exchange.

Enjoy this day!
Lynn