Silent Sunday

What I found in my garden when I returned home after being gone two weeks
Hibiscus with five more buds

Night Porch

The end of the day. Time to go inside the house and read by a good light before bed. Looking forward to coffee on the front porch in the morning. Summer porch season is the best.

Steve’s solar lights add a festive air and the hummingbird mobile from Erika.

Robin With Shadow

So still as I captured him with my phone

Sifting Through a Junk Dish

You might have an actual junk drawer.  I do.  This glass dish accumulation is on a smaller scale. The items need to be evaluated and most of them discarded.

An old eraser, the end of the curtain rod, Canadian coin, a single earring, perfume sample, a button from a blouse long gone, a knotty necklace chain, a pink polished rock, a rubber stamp square, a game token, a tiny key and an ivory brooch. I need the curtain rod piece. The rock can go in the dish of polished rocks I have on my desk in the hall. Maybe I have the other clip-on earring.

A Welcome Sign on Wednesday

Seen Wednesday in Toronto Airport.

Good to go away. Good to come home.

Always Fresh Bread- A Handmade Gift

A day to be appreciative of all we have in our lives. Olga, my DIL’s mother gave me a handmade linen bag with a special lining to keep bread fresh. Made in Ukraine.

It says in Ukrainian alway fresh bread
The loaf peeking out of the lace edged bread bag that’s cheese on the board.

After more than three weeks away, I slept in my home bed in a warm house last night. It was a long day of travel so lots of time to knit and reflect on a wonderful visit with my son and his family. I received many welcome home messages and it was lovely How good it feels to be able to travel again. To be with those you love. To meet a 2020 granddaughter.

I’m grateful for my family and friends and all of you who stop by here.

I found an article about Giving Thanks from Harvard Health Publishing and how it can make one happier. I believe it!

Rose of Sharon, Unfurled

“One plant commonly called “rose of Sharon” in the US is Hibiscus syriacus…….”

It’s not really a rose at all

There are Biblical Origins but scholars can’t agree

After the rain

Wordless Wednesday

From my front porch

What’s by your bedside?

Things to read

Unearthed from the Garden

A bit of broken glass from a candlestick. Two soldiers. A rusty toy car encrusted in dirt. A long screw.