How Sweet It Is

I woke up thinking of this song "How Sweet It Is To Be Loved By You."

Do you ever do that? Songs that seem to get stuck in your mind, for hours and days...

Well, this song was written in 1964 and first sung by soul singer Marvin Gaye and the year was 1965.


So, the song, these pictures and the events of the previous day and the day before that all seemed to

go together for me and I wanted to share them with you...smile...



Have you noticed the many moments,

which are frozen in time throughout the ordinary hours of the day...


The brief second of a perfect Spring blossom...



The small details of brilliant green moss flourishing alongside a murmuring stream.


A quirky, imperfect and yellowish lone tulip blooming ferociously among the

weathered leaves from an unusually harsh Winter.



Fleeting moments of giggles, rosy cheeks, and muddy boots

of those who are the dearest to ones heart.




Frothy clouds, plumes of grass, fresh raspberries, pig tails and skinned up knees...




Dearest to my heart...are all of these...







Leaving this morning to visit one of my girls for a week, she lives in the beautiful state of California,

which many of your live in,  Northern California to be exact.

So if you happen to see Amanda,Wyatt and myself in a cafe, walking down a tree lined street, or

perhaps riding bikes over the Golden Gate Bridge please, please come say Hi!!

Be safe and be happy this week~



xoxox













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Spring In My Dining

For as long as I can remember I have delighted in decorating.

Even as a young girl I would pick the red roses from my Mother's carefully tended rose garden

to add a spark of color to my lavender toned bedroom.




I will say this, I am not a decorator, I don't think I follow many, most likely any of the rules or

techniques, I just plain enjoy it and delight in using the things in my home that make me happy.

It is a joy for me to sort through my collection of flowers, treasured keepsakes, and this

year is no exception.






I would say that one of the glorious things about being older is I have quite a bit of stuff that I

have saved and I am so glad that I have.

I am not a hoarder-just a selective "saver of treasures."






I am so glad that I have held on to my various acquisitions, not only are they precious to me,

I rarely have to buy anything, unless of course I just have to...you know what I mean...




For awhile there I almost lost my way, with Pinterest and all...thinking I'd become an old

fuddy- duddy with my collections.

It was a close call for awhile but then I snapped myself back together,

and realized, that what I have is the real deal.





I am not very trendy, but I am steady.




There might even be some folks who would classify my decorating style as "outmoded."

But I like what I like and I am what I am, so this is what you will see when you visit me!




Another wreath I made, a treasured tea pot from my friend Laura (remember Laura??)

A great grandmother's sweet cup and a silk floral vine.





Swan from my Mother, and china from her Mother.





And this is how Spring looks in my dining-oh I will be adding a few Easter delights soon!

What is your decorating style?

xoxox




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Ivy and Elephants

Cozy Little House

Worthing Court

Dwellings







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Sweet Sunday


The beginning of our week looked like this, truly a lovely snowfall.



Of course knowing that most of the snow would be gone by late afternoon, made it so much

more beautiful.

Thinking of all of you who are so tired of seeing the white stuff, it will be gone soon-I know it will.


I love the bright red cyclamen and magenta orchid on my kitchen windowsill framed against the

pristine snow.


Later that day-this is how fast the snow melted!




Last weekend was spent with these two happy go lucky souls, they stayed with us while their

parents celebrated their 12th anniversary in the sun.

Going to build a bear was a must.




All Grammy's must bake a few chocolate chip cookies for their grandchildren...



Thinking of you all and wishing you a lovely Sunday evening.

xoxoxo







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