I'm not a fan of fall. I'm not crazy about fall colors, the mess of dropping leaves, cool weather, etc., and I'm certainly not happy that fall means the end to my backyard sanctuary. With the unseasonal rain and mild temperatures we've experienced during the past month, my grass, hydrangeas, ferns, and hedges are at the their peak of perfection...my urns runneth over.
At this point in the season, I don't mind taking cuttings from my hydrangeas, wisteria, nandina berries, and other plantings in order to make fall (I prefer to call them 'late summer') arrangements. The way I look at it, if the change of seasons is going to get them, I'll get them first.
This arrangement was my inspiration for grabbing my pruning shears and to start cutting.
I'm enjoying a beautiful vase of (one of my favorites) lime hydrangeas. They make me smile.
A great Saturday with friends, packed with perfect moments. Walking around the Campus Corner shops before the game, lunch at Louie's, great seats at Owen Field, watching Boomer and Sooner (the mascot ponies) run the circle on the field after every touchdown, dinner at Hideaway Pizza (we spun the wheel and received 75% off our pizza), and celebrating with a huge, hot chocolate chip cookie on the drive home.
I have so much wasted attic space. I could almost double my house size if I could use my attic (I tend to exaggerate in my dreams). An attic room is on my 'someday' when I win the lottery list. But, until the money actually rolls in, I am making good use of the time by creating a 'dream' file of ideas to show the contractor.
When I see these pictures, I always wonder if this could be a DIY project.
My grand daughters would love these rooms. Images Elle Decor and Veranda
There are certain people - friends, family, teachers, actors - who touch our heart in a way that makes us wish everyone could have the opportunity to know and experience them. I'm afraid the generation touched by Erma Bombeck is ending, and the young women from this point forward will have missed out on some of the best advice and 'real life' humor. I found the following in a random file and thought it was worth sharing (It makes me smile).
IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck (written after she found out she was dying from cancer).
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, 'L ater. Now go get washed up for dinner.' There would have been more 'I love you's' More 'I'm sorry's.'
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute. look at it and really see it . . Live it and never give it back. STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!!!
I keep running into this color....that must mean something. Maybe it's a new trend.
Just this past weekend I noticed a bright tangerine-orange wall in the entry of a cafe in the hotel were I stayed. I continued to find touches of this bright, fresh color in a variety of stores as I browsed various departments; everything from table linens, kitchen utensils, and china to shoes,purses, and watches.
It looks like a space ship, but it's actually the new Dallas Cowboys Stadium. It truly was an over-the-top venue for the OU-BYU game.
The triple size jumbo-tron screen (60 yards long) was amazing. Our seats were on the third level, so it was like watching the game in my own family room with a giant screen TV. Football games would be so much more fun if every stadium was like this one...comfortable seats, climate control, perfect view of every play.
Our view of the game (via the giant screen) looked just like this....
But, the best part of the whole weekend was not experiencing the stadium or even the game. The best part was being with friends. There were many perfect moments, lots of laughs, dining, talking, shopping. You know me and celebrating perfect moments, but I discovered men don't quite understand the concept as well as women. The OU win was the only thing missing from this wonderful weekend.
This is an amazingly beautiful song done by a children's choir.
The song is addictive. There are a couple hundred thousand viewers to this video site, but most likely, at least one hundred thousand are repeat visits from people like me...addicted to this song.
You'll see...just try it once, and then tell me if you don't find yourself going back to hear it again. It' s just one of those soothing beautiful songs that you can't get out of your head and you can't get enough of it. Let me know if you get hooked, too.
"The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are coarse; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fortune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity." ~Margaret D. Nadauld
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