Friday, May 19, 2017

May Showers

The undeniable urge to put a tablescape together came over me and could not be denied.  Never mind it was raining, we are going to have rain on and off for several days and I knew some of the flowers outside would be knocked off if the rain is hard enough.




The summer flowers make a pretty background for the table.  Lavender, jute, hollyhocks, blue hydrangeas, sweet potato vine, petunias are circling the table.  The centerpiece flowers were a happy from the mister.








This table actually started off inside and I thought what the heck am I doing?



Pretty salad plates from Ebay, Oriana in Teal sit on white dinner plates.  Teal blue glasses pick up the blue from the tablecloth and repeat from the salad plates.







Jan





Saturday, May 13, 2017

Love Embodiments

I found this folded in her bible.

A story of Love, Duty and Moms

A mother has no need for praise, no more than spring has or a rose in bloom.

She is, above all else, love's embodiment, and love seeks no praise for it needs none: it desires only to do its lovely duty.



A mother is the vessel through which love's duty is performed, manifesting itself in the simplest chore as well as in the greatest sacrifice: the made-up bed to self-denial for others.

Love is a mother's instinct, her magnificent gift from nature which in turn becomes a measureless and an inexhaustible fount of giving.  It is the profound theme running the very width and breadth of nature.



I observed a mother recently performing her instinctive duties in a profound and graceful manner.  It seemed the grand symbol of the essence of motherhood.

From a window I watched as she busily brought in food to her three infants and hastily carried out the trash, and when this work was done for a while, she sat on guard nearby ready to defend to her death against any harm that came toward her kin.



Then thunder roared overhead and lighting streaked and rain began to pour, but fast as had been the lightning streak, the mother cardinal was in her nest hovered over her three babies not two weeks old and not a rain drop would touch them.

Turning upward her red-tipped beak as if in a show of pride, the mother bird puffed out her breast and spread her feathers, making a perfectly warm and dry embrace for her young.



The rain poured and splattered about her and a steady stream found its way through the leaves and limbs that cradled her nest, but she seemed not the least perturbed by it.

Even when the wind began wrenching the bush that held her and her young, the mother cardinal moved not a single feather.  She surely would have clung to the nest even if it had been blown to the ground where the flooding rain water likely would drowned her.



The next day the sun was bright and hot, and the mother puffed up  her feathers to allow the coolness  of a soft breeze to touch her young.

And as if she had a built in clock that signaled feeding time she would fly off and return with some morsel for hungry mouths, never gone long enough or far enough for the nest to be without ample protection.


It was a simple symphony of giving.

Love.  Duty.  A praise-worth performance that needs no praise.


Written by Joe L. McDonald/ The Daily Leader


Jan









Monday, May 8, 2017

Almost A Visit To The Past

Mama had told me early that morning to walk to the store for some things.  I am nine and walking to the store barefooted.  The rocks hurt but I am trying to toughen up my feet.  The store is way out in the country as are we.  The store has those old wood floors as all the stores in the country did at that time.  I couldn't get much for me but it was a sure highlight to have anything sweet.

Mama babysat across the lane.  I was a little jealous because they had air conditioning.  Meanwhile we had a fan and it was hot.  When I say hot, I am talking about Mississippi hot.  Humid and hot is a lot different from just hot.  But I was young and didn't notice the heat so much as I would when I got older.  We lived down from my grandparents, they had air condtioning too.  My grandmother always had the best desserts on Sunday afternoon.  I didn't dare go peek and see what it was.  She never fussed at me but I knew I better not go messing around in her kitchen.  She had an air of authority.  We were taught about Jesus and Hell but I wasn't ready to visit either one yet.

You can feel that this photo was taken early in the morning.  It also has the look of history, of remembering all those mornings long before. I love the morning light, do you?  I know you have seen many photos of outdoors where they still carry the night's fog.

It's a sliver of time to play with in my house before the sun moves toward the west.  I try to have things set up prior to taking a few photos.  This morning though I managed to get some shots that I considered a good representation of morning.  Blurry but bright and full of possibilites.















Almost a visit to the past.




Jan






Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Short and Sweet

I hope this post finds you doing well, it's a short and sweet post.  May has arrived and our gardenias smell wonderful.  The blue hydrangeas are growing everyday and putting on their blue.  Layla and Sonny will be getting  haircuts tomorrow.  The mister had eye surgery yesterday.  It went well and he is eager to get back to work.  He will have his other eye done soon.  He hates not being able to physically do what he wants, when he wants.  It makes him an unhappy camper.

My roses are on their way out.  They were so pretty I hate to see them go.  They came from the store and not my yard but they started out looking a little puny but turned into such beauties.  I was fortunate to be able to capture this with my cell phone.  Sometimes a cell phone just works better for me.  By the way, I am on Instagram as well.  Please come see me, I will be hanging out with all the other flower lovers!

May is a busy month for so many with graduations, engagements and weddings.  I hope your month of May is one that brings happy times and some happy memories.





Jan



Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Pretty In Pink Tablescape

 Mother’s Day is coming closer on the calendar.   Sometimes a get together with a little dessert is just perfect.  Pink roses are a sure way to keep the mood happy and light.  This Mother’s Day tablescape is easy and pretty in pink.





 I know just about every woman on the planet likes flowers in one form or another.  I wonder why that is?  Perhaps a dessert you know she loves will be just the right thing for her this year.  After all, everyone loves a sweet treat.




A gift wrapped in pink or white would match your table and your mother would be so happy.

















Jan







Monday, April 24, 2017

Spring Table with Blue and White

We have had quite a chilly weekend.  It felt great to need a jacket.  We never had a winter and the cooler temps were so refreshing.  But the high Friday will be 90 degrees so we will be in summer instead of Spring.  I have a tablescape to share with you.  Picked up lavender and pink tulips with pink roses for the table.







All sorts of blue is happening on the table.  Blue spode dinner plates, with blue and white ginger jars.  A spode vase centered on the table holding all the pretty flowers.













Jan






Thursday, April 13, 2017

Easter Table

I have my Easter tablescape to share with you today.  There is a lavender tablecloth folded and running down the center of the table.  Brass chargers under white dinner plates with cabbage plates on top are the center focus.  Orchids on the buffet and on the table in a magenta add to the festive feel of the occasion.  My late mother's glasses paired with pink stemware and alternates with green tipped stemware.  A Spring mixture of flowers in each white pitcher to make sure it is full and feels joyful.

My orchids on the buffet needed height so they are covered in moss sitting in a pedestal bowl which sits in a large white bowl.  The white bowl sits in the urn.  The urn sits atop three green vintage books.  How's that for ingenuity!  The light in here is always a little difficult so excuse the clarity of the photos.






I dressed the orchids with green little organza type bags that my paper whites came in Christmas.  They were so pretty I knew I would use them for something and held on to them.  They dress the orchids up so well!

























Jan