Friday, July 31, 2015

Friday Randoms

Today I present to you a swirly colored Hydrangea.  I think it is quite lovely.  

This stunning, historic home is for sale here in central Kentucky.  If it were in my budget, I would snatch it up in a heartbeat.  

If you need to change up your daily vocabulary, here is a lesson from our friends across the pond.   

I know some of you have been whipping your hair and working on your rendition of the Nae Nae.  However, these girls might have you beat.  

Sending you off with some Post Modern Jukebox.  A little Miche Barton should start your weekend off just right.  

Thursday, July 30, 2015

Thankful Thursday

Thankful this Thursday for the local farmer's market.  I would like to say we are reaping a huge harvest from our garden this year, but with all of the rain it is more like a soggy jungle.  That is not to say it is a total bust, we still have Swiss chard, butternut squash, pumpkins, cherry tomatoes, and potatoes.  However, I do have somewhere to turn for local, fresh produce.  Can you imagine if you had to rely only on what you grew?  

"The glory of gardening:  hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature.  To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul."  

Alfred Austin 

Linking up with Teresa today, because I am here to tell ya there is a fence out there.......

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Shots from the Week

Canine friends are the best, especially when they will pose for you.  

A tractor isn't a tractor unless it has a Dixie cup on top of the exhaust.  

One of my many Four O'Clocks getting ready to unfurl for the afternoon.  

The family dinner bell awaiting the storm.  

"My pictures are my eyes.  I photograph what I see - and what I want to see."  

Mario Testino 

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Colonial Park Cemetery

Colonial Park is yet another famous cemetery located in Savannah.  Entering the cemetery everything is light and somewhat sparse.  As you wander along the sidewalk, the shade from giant Magnolias and moss draped trees quickly takes over the light.  

Established in 1750, Colonial Park interred Savannah's citizens until 1853.  

With a mix of mausoleums and below ground burials, some estimate there are 9,000 people buried here.  Many of those burials happened in 1820, when a Yellow Fever epidemic took over the city. 

Some burial estimates are even higher.  In 1960 construction workers found bodies extending beyond the cemeteries modern day boundaries.  

Union Troops, who camped here in 1864, changed many dates on the grave markers.  

Markers have been broken and/or vandalized.  

To help preserve them, they are affixed to the brick wall the borders the cemetery.  

Reportedly haunted, I must admit we did not feel any strange or otherworldly vibrations during our visit.  

I think the girl of the house was hoping for otherwise......

Friday, July 24, 2015

Friday Randoms

I grew some Black Jewel Nasturtiums this summer and, as you can see, only the leaves are a bit darker.  The flowers are as brightly colored as ever.  

These photos show a stunning degree of symmetry.  

It is possible that I overheard two teenage girls stating that a manatee was like an overgrown seahorse...but, whatever.  Here are a set of twins that might make you smile.  

Seriously, it is tomato time here in the south.  Mine are not so great after all the rain we had, but if you have some ready to eat, here is a recipe just for you.  

I heard this song three times on the radio, just this week.  I think it deserves a mention today.  

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Thankful Thursday

An old iron fence standing next to the back section of an old country store.  

Thankful this Thursday for.....well, where should I start?  

Quiet life at the end of the road
Cherry tomatoes
Cool nights
Good books 
Flavored coffee creamer 

It has been a great summer and there is so much more to look forward to, this year.  

"It is not how much we have, but how much we enjoy, that makes happiness."  

Charles Spurgeon

Linking up today with Teresa......

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

The Big Time

This old farmhouse was empty this past weekend.  The girls loaded up and spent some ultra-hot days in Nashville.  The young girl played in the United Southern Girls Fastpitch World Series and this girl spectated, and supplied food/drink/transportation.  Oh, and I cheered and nervously paced the sidelines while the younger girl pitched.  

They ended up winning the whole thing.  
It was awesome.  

The girl of the house is on the right hand side, with the huge smile.  

Meanwhile, the boys of the house were in Illinois at the National Trap Shooting Competition.  Secret Agent Farmer Man, (who is also the trap shooting coach),  kept me updated through texts and phone calls.  With two days of shooting, the results didn't come in until Saturday night.  

They ended up winning the whole thing.  
National, yes National Champions in the open division.  
It was awesome.  

Secret Agent Farmer Man, (and coach), on the far left, with the boy of the house standing next to him.  

The girl has a few years of softball ahead of her, but this was the last competition for the boy at this stage.  He went out in a huge way.  

It was a nerve-wracking weekend, but we are so thankful.  

Thankful for two kids who work hard, try their best, and compete in the finest way.  

"Excellence is the result of always striving to do better."  

Pat Riley