The best gifts I have ever received are those that were made for me. Whether it was a home-made cake, a stunning pair of earrings (crafted by my daughter) or the great home-made spaghetti dinner a neighbor would send over a day or two before Christmas; these are remembered well after the sweaters & gift certificates are long forgotten.
One of my favorites is a wonderful little book made for me by my brilliantly talented friend Gloria Ward.
She is a craftsperson. When she started scrapbooking she created delightful books for our circle of friends. In it are photos of our small group of gardeners and some of the memorable moments we shared.
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I received mine over 6 years ago. I treasure it still and it holds a special place in my home & heart.
Blooming this month, a gracious plenty of camellias. The first time I heard this I totally understood what it meant. Basically it means ‘a lot of ‘, but you must admit, it is a more gracious expression .
Have I mentioned before how I love the south? It bears repeating!
I love living and gardening in the south. Happy Holidays Y’all!
The crunch of leaves under my feet, I find myself shuffling through the leaves to amplify the sound, much as my children did years ago. Living in the city we would have to go to a park to find this carpet..
I refuse to have them raked just yet. The ‘Mighty Oak’ has not yet dropped its leaves….
so that’s my excuse, but really….too much fun!
French Breakfast radishes from the Potager and Spicy Baby Lettuce ready for a small salad.
Perfuming the air is the shrub “Wintersweet” Chimonanthus praecox.