Fabulous Friday

Reflecting on a good week makes for a Fabulous Friday! We had a few surprise showers this week,  which made all of my plants  smile,  and  while walking in between these heavenly showers I found this  wonderful  wrought iron basket discarded along the side of the street. You know some of the best treasures just sort of leap out at you!  Wouldn't a fuchsia bougainvillea be just perfect nestled among the detailed ironwork...    While out and about I discovered this phenomenal anti-aging and hydrating lotion.   Between walking, gardening and a little dip in our pool, and yes (my age) whisper.... my skin needs a big drink of pure goodness and this Pure Fiji lotion is amazing!  I chose guava because, well, it smells delightful! These products are made with some organic goodness and leave my skin lightly softened and smooth.   Hydrangeas anyone?   Can you believe these colors-these are the real deal! Have you ever had Lemonade with a little fizz? Yummy-yes yummy!                        

Lemon Icebox Tart

Do you suppose if fifty is the new forty , And- Orange is the New Black ( I hear this new series based on the novel is  intriguing.) Could Lemon be the new  Chocolate ? In a world where renaming and reinventing seem to have become the new way to go, the sky seems to be pretty much the limit. So, today on this blog Lemon is the new Chocolate! My oh my this sweet and sassy little  tart is going to bring your taste buds alive and sing with glee once you take a bite into the buttery  graham cracker crust and melt in your mouth fresh lemon filling. So, lets begin and naturally lets use fresh lemons. I found this picture  on Houzz, isn't this just so appealing and  what a treat to have fresh lemons growing in your own kitchen. This graham cracker crust recipe is adapted from Martha Stewart.   Ingredients For Graham Cracker Crust                                                                           12 graham crackers finely ground,

Greenhouse Tales

As the blustery wind blew and gray skies filled the paragraphs of life, a little  greenhouse arrived and was assembled efficiently and carefully.  You might  remember her from early Spring. She housed a variety of tiny fragile seeds, a mix and match of squash, radish and even the seeds of of hope that I planted along side of them all. Spring, so unpredictable...full of tantrums much like those of a merging toddler, and yet really of no consequence at all, especially when the tiny seeds are growing inside a warm and nurturing greenhouse. And in the dawn of each new day, weather permitting, the fragile seeds which now had grown into miniature forms of who they would grow up to be,  were allowed to have the door of the greenhouse opened. The fresh breezes of Spring,  with just a hint of Summer time  coaxed  and prodded each plant to grow a bit more each day. And then just as magically as they had sprouted, they began to tolerate  the process of "hardening-off." As the warm Texas

Heaven Is For Real

My Mother In Law went to be with our Heavenly Father one month ago. I miss her, I miss her laugh, I miss her joy,  I miss her support, I miss her  voice.  So, now, two of the most  loveliest  Ladies I have ever known are  angels in Heaven- my own Mother and Mama Chris. And with her passing feelings of loss over my own Mother returned  and unexpectedly I felt frozen inside.   My words left me. Both of these caring, loving devoted Mothers lived full and abundant lives, but they have left- moved on, if you will, and sort of left the rest of us behind. So what to do, when physically loving on them is over... When sending a card, making a call, visiting on the phone, visiting in person and hugging them tightly is over for us... Well for me, it is knowing that Heaven Is For Real. You know, that I really do know this, but my sadness got in the way of  remembering - that this is really true . Then, a sweet little miracle happened, because you do know that miracles come in all shapes and si

Vintage Easter Vignette

It is Easter weekend and I have been creating, decorating and leafing through cookbooks for a perfect lemon dessert, I think I have found one and if it turns  out as good as it looks, I will be sharing it next week. But for now, it is a simple Vintage Easter Vignette. A few beloved treasures from daughters and my Mother make this vignette very special to me. This little brass birdcage is 33 years old, my Mother gave it to me when she  came to visit me in Hawaii.  The Grandchildren love it, there is a tiny bird  inside sitting on a swing their little fingers adeptly and nimbly push the swing. I love watching their angelic faces as they giggle with pure delight. These two wooden bunny nutcrackers keep checking their time pieces to see if Easter has arrived yet.  They are very anxious to deliver Easter baskets... And of course this Easter Bunny is named Early-years ago we had a storybook about a bunny who waited for the most treasured egg of Easter, and it was green.   Since this was a fa

Maundy Thursday-Inspirational

Since I have a wretched cold and cough I was unable to sleep past four this morning, so I stumbled out of the bed, grabbed my cozy green "Grandma,"  sweater and huddled on the sofa thinking how rotten I felt.   Sort of feeling that sorry for myself type thing, you know that feeling...  My mind wandered as the coffee pot heaved and steamed away and then I  remembered what today was. Maundy Thursday and I stopped feeling sorry for myself. Today is  also known as Holy Thursday and commemorates   the Last Supper when Jesus shared the Passover meal with his disciples on  the night before he was crucified. Tonight was the night that Jesus washed the feet of his disciples, before the Passover meal, as a lowly act of service to show the extent of his love. Knowing that he would be betrayed and hung on the cross. I have pretty much stayed away from writing about my Faith, I haven't wanted to offend anyone with my beliefs,  but I have things in my heart to share.  My Faith is wha