Towers
Like many kids, I often wished my house had a tower. Not the princess/royal castle kind of tower, but the hidden staircase/secret room kind of tower. Like a tower you’d find in a Nancy Drew Mystery. One that you could … Continued
Things in Birdbaths that Are Not Birds #2
Who would have thought this topic would need more than one post? Let’s review. This is a bird in (or at least on) a birdbath. This is not a bird in (or on) a birdbath. That is all.
The Longest Night
Tonight is the longest night of the year. Which means that tomorrow, the daylight hours will lengthen just a bit. And the next day will be even longer… Still, if today is feeling too short, and the night too dark, … Continued
Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer
It’s Christmastime and the neighborhood is looking quite elegant. There are silver and gold bows on mailboxes. Scarlet ribbons on lamp posts. Twinkling lights on porch railings. And then there’s the inflatable reindeer flattening Grandma with a steamroller. I love … Continued
The Neighborhood Wreaths
If one wreath is good, two wreaths are twice as nice.
Palmetto Trees … Again
I’ve talked before about the palmetto tree mailbox posts here in the neighborhood. But what about those neighbors who feel that a post is just too costly? Or perhaps too … permanent? Well, never fear. There is a palmetto tree … Continued
Inflatable Turkeys
I love Thanksgiving inflatables. Because that’s how I feel after Thanksgiving dinner. Inflatable.
Welcome, Y’all
Cranberries. Yeah, we don’t grow those down here. Nor do we have Plymouth Rock. Or Pilgrims, for that matter. But we do have Southern hospitality. And what is Thanksgiving Day about if it’s not about hospitality, graciousness and gratefulness? Oh, … Continued
The Frost Is on the Punkin
Fall is my favorite time to walk through the neighborhood — especially this glorious time between Halloween and Thanksgiving. When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock, And you hear the kyouck and gobble of … Continued
The Week After Halloween
I don’t know about your neighborhood, but over here it’s a sad, sad week at the curb.