Being Positive

In my previous blogpost, I had mentioned buying a vintage cobalt blue sake decanter.  For a few days I have been seeing a couple of red spots in our thicket at the border of our backyard.  I found this beautiful blue decanter at a jewelry store of all places.  They had a few rummage type items out front for sale.

About the little vine I placed in the "vase" before I made the photo.  I found out the vine is known as hummingbird vine and also referred to as "rampant" and "invasive". Also, would you believe "cow itch vine?" We don't have very much of it since I saw only two blooms of it.

The main thing was I got in some photography practice and learned something new today about a plant.  I also remembered to lower my ISO on my camera since I am only using the manual feature.   I could have had the bloom a little lighter in the photo.  It is hard sometimes to be positive in today's world. "This happy face I'm wearing, the world didn't give it to me and the world can't take it away!" Striving to be positive, today I made an attempt and learned a little along the way.


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Another Day Trip

Clint and I have started exploring our world around us, going on day trips
around this area.  Tuesday we headed for Fort Payne, Al.  We stopped in
nearby Mentone, AL, and discovered the Wildflower Cafe.
Quirky comes to mind when describing this delightful place.

There was art and more art.  After I ordered in the restaurant, I left the
table to go exploring.  The good news is I did not have much time to explore,
our wonderful lunch was ready in no time.  

Patrons have left their business cards under the glass topped tables in the restaurant.  I could not help but do the same.  :-D

We both had some delicious ham and cheese quiche.  Clint had fruit with his
and I had a small salad with some wonderful blue cheese dressing with a kick.

Later we had just turned to head up to Desota State Park.  It is a narrow
and winding road.  Yes, this truck with a huge load of hay turned right'
in front of us.  A few minutes later, when it was safe, he motioned
us around him.

Clint and I have always had a fondness for Fort Payne, AL.  It had been more than ten years since we had returned to this area.  It was reminiscent of The Twilight Zone, trying to remember where old places used to be located.  There have been many changes there, mostly positive from what we could see.  I was happy to see some of the old thrift stores still there.  I did find a treasure, an old cobalt blue saki decanter ... embossed with a floral silver design. Only $2!


P.S.  Today's photo were all made with my Samsung cell phone.



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Different Kind of Monday Morning

It has been so long since I have posted anything on my blog, I hope I have not forgotten how to do it.  Sometimes I miss posting on it, one thing I have always thought about my blog was that it was a digital scrapbook of our lives.  I seriously need to get back to it.  Even now, if I am looking for a photo or other information from my blogging days I want to look up, I Google my own blog post and find it. 

My most recent search was for my chocolate pie monograms made from bittersweet chocolate.  It is easier to Google than try to find the cook book with the information.

Clint satisfies his desire for writing by keeping a daily diary.  One of his ways I should say includes song writing,too.  As I am pecking away on this post in my studio, he is in the living room studying and writing a Sunday school lesson on Amos.  He is one of four rotating Sunday school teachers who teach in our Sunday school class.  This reminds me I did do some similar writing.  Recently it was my time for having the opening prayer.  We had a hectic but wonderful week and here comes Saturday night and I have no prayer written.  This brings back some of my school days of not getting homework done in time.  I got busy on the prayer, got it typed out and ready for the next morning.  Clint and I feel that a good prayer does not have to be long.  

Speaking of it being a different kind of Monday morning, I slept later this morning than I can remember in recent history.  I am referring to years.  Just before Clint opened the bedroom door to see if I was still alive, I had just awakened.  He had some errands to run so I passed going with him.  I had a more important job of just trying to come back to life.  It was a relaxing morning.  Coffee and armed with a pair of scissors, I went through the May 2015 issue of Country Living magazine.  I cut out some recipes and photos of groupings of frames.  That is something I am currently working on, hanging many old pieces of art work, prints, photos and paintings.  I want to hand them in groups with a theme.  This collection is the result of years of me gathering these little treasures.  Old gold leaf frames are a favorite.

Recently we made the decision to get plantation shutters.  We enjoy them so much.

My how time flies.  Why is it the first step seems the hardest?.  Here is my first step back to blogging on my life's scrapbook.  Thanks to anyone who might read this.  See you again, soon!

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