I'm one of those dinosaurs that has been pulled by hook, crook and maybe a carrot into the world of blogging. As a country raised girl that came along before the boom of the computer and all that goes with it I question myself many times on what I am doing here. I'm truly not the expert of anything.
My reasons always come back to friends and relationships I've made through the process.
Yes..If you make it around for a visit I consider you a friend. But I will have to say that I had gotten
put-off (annoyed) by all the advice, bombardments, hops, restraints, rules, guidelines and whatever else I'm constantly being told I should be doing to maintain a good blogger status. Having to live up to a status is enough to make me want to give a good smirk. I thought I had stopped all that nonsense back in high school..not true..I have recently joined the hoards of folks who tote a cell phone. I have been one of those people who would give very slight snarl at all the good people who have formed relationships with their devices.
Now..I'm one of 'em!
It has made it possible to keep up with my blogging friends and...Pinterest on my lunch break and uggh..Facebook..which has meant I don't have as much need to be on the computer. The picture quality is definitely better on the big screen but I don't have to get on here hardly at all..and I haven't.
All at the same time!
It rained hard enough to beat the dirt out of my pots...
Looks like the gutter needs some work...
Things are wanting to grow and ramble.
I don't even know what the purple foliage is. I got a piece of it from Jack's sitter a few years ago. She was near to cursing it as it had taken over a bed of hers but I had a spot I could get nothing to grow in. So I said, " Can I have some of that?"
That's how I do it..I'm a cheap gardener.. more like sharing and borrowing than anything.
Here's my poor old pot (maybe the bottom out of an old washer).
Hey and I've slapped some of my new color on it;two leftover buckets of paint out of the basement. I stuck three old tobacco sticks in there and planted the purple and some morning glory seeds. I'm hoping after it's over grown and climbing and offering some blooms it will have an appealing look.
If not..nothing really lost.
My Tiger Lilies are coming up.
I love 'em..
They are all brambled up along with everything else. The old man turned that tree adventure into a long..long process. All those wonderful places the trees laid is a mess but me and the birds still love the blooms. Maybe it will all come along?.?
If you notice those little round things on the stalk, those are the seeds. I have grown mine from a little handful Mama put into an envelope from hers. Between the wind and the birds toting them around they are starting to come up all over the place. I like it..but I do like the unexpected.
For as many folks as subscribe to my site through Email I'll send you some of these seeds.. You will have to send an address so I can mail them out. I have a good stand of these but I can only send them as long as they last.
I am so pleased over these two pots of petunia's. They were my beautiful, beautiful hanging baskets I had on the porch last year. I moved them into the front room as winter started to set in last year. They survived nicely until I moved them to make room for the Christmas tree. After that it was what seemed like a slippery slope to death.
(dead like nothing but some brown stubble)
I thought myself crazy not to have gone on and throwed them out but look and see!!
Just goes to show you should never underestimate and always live in a hopeful state.
I think I've just about rambled to the end of this post.
Some things that helped me be inspired this week:
My latest issue of Southern Living magazine. I love Rick Bragg's "Southern Journal." You know you're a true southerner if you "get it." I enjoy the magazine but I look for the back of the issue everytime.
I was browsing around at Shoestring Elegance and I read her profile where she had listed a couple of scripture she favors. One of which was Matthew 17:20
And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If you have the faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place: and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.
Wonderful words that so many cherish. I wonder how many read the verse that immediately follows,
Howbeit this kind goeth not out but by prayer and fasting.
Makes me think!
I'm so blessed
my hope is that you too will