Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Ladybug

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I watched this ladybug explore all of the petals on the clematis.

Then, while I was trying to take another picture of her, she took off.

These beauties are blooming in the bed in front of the porch.

I hope you’re having a lovely three-day weekend. Nothing special on our docket for today – we’re just hanging out. We’re starting three very hot days in a row, so part of the day will be spent with the air conditioning on.

But it’s a lovely, sunny morning and I’m going to go yank some of the forget-me-nots that have gone to seed. I’m still feeling a bit under the weather, so I’m not going to overdo it. I promise.

Have a lovely day.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.

 

Moving Things Around

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The boxwoods as seen from the porch. I was using my big girl camera yesterday morning.

Then this guy appeared and I took his picture:

He’s awfully cute. I might let him stay around.

Then, after a discussion about our work spaces in our shared office, I started to think that switching the work tables might give me a bigger space. As it was, I could barely move around inside my work “cubicle.” But I wanted Don’s input – we usually figure these things out together. He has a good eye.

He came upstairs and we put our heads together. Then we used our muscles and switched the positions of the long stainless steel table and the sewing table (where Dove Cottage sits.) It took a while as the stainless steel work table is awkward to move. Oh, how I wish we had ripped the carpet out of this room and gone with wood floors! But now, with so much stuff in that space, it would be impossible to remove.

Anyway, as you all know, once this kind of thing is started, things have to be cleaned and dusted and rearranged, so I ended being up in the office for more than a few hours while thunderstorms raged outside.

The framed print is something I’ve had for a long time, and recently rediscovered. It’s just propped there temporarily while I try to decide where to hang it. It’s very like one my grandmother had hanging in one of her bedrooms and I stared at it a lot  when I was a kid.

Sewing/work table here.

Stainless steel table here. (It’s longer than the sewing table, so by putting it here, the cubicle is lengthened and I have more space in which to work.)

And the other side, complete with full trash can.

We both really like this set up. Don remarked that now, when he enters the room, the Beacon Hill isn’t blocking his view, which it was before. I still have some cleaning and organizing to do. We had to rethink where to put Don’s music equipment and all the other STUFF in there, but so far, so good.

Then we ate lunch and I fell asleep for an hour and a half! Very unlike me. Turns out I’m not feeling tip-top – it’s allergy/sinus related – so I’m going to take it easy today.

Thank you for all the loving comments about my sister. She’s in a much better place. I’m very, very proud of her.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.

Saturday

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Saturday morning on the porch. It’s raining off and on and we’re due for some thunderstorms later in the day.

If you follow my sister Meredith and read her blog, you might have been wondering where she’s been. It wasn’t something I could talk to you about. It was her story to share when the time was right. But she’s written a blog post now so I can share a bit.  Briefly, she’s getting a divorce, she’s moved to a new home, and finally, finally, she is in a place where she can begin to heal.

Over the past several years, it has been my constant wish and dream that my sister could finally find peace. She is an incredible human being who deserved better than the crap she was having to deal with on a daily basis. Her husband is a troubled man. Life with him is extremely stressful. And it has been this way for most of their marriage. I don’t know if I could have stuck it out as long as she did, but then again, I’m not a mom with three children. Her concern was, first and foremost, for her children – and so she stayed. Eventually, something happened that was the final straw and she knew it was time to prepare to leave. The transition has been stressful, to say the least, but the day she finally moved into her new home was one of the happiest days of my life. Don and I were literally cheering and clapping in our living room. My sister is so strong.

I love Meredith and all I want is for her to be happy again. To feel that she doesn’t have to constantly be on high alert. To know that her new home can be and will be her haven, her safe place. And that once Little Z adjusts to this change, to know he will be happier. The older boys – who are really men – are at an age where they can support Mere and be there for her. They are such great guys. She has friends down in Florida who have helped her through this transition and I’m so grateful for them. And Z will eventually thrive.

Meredith gives and gives to everyone she knows.

Now it’s time for her to have the gift of peace and release.

You can read her post here. There’s more information there.

She is a strong woman and I am enormously proud of her bravery. Better days are ahead, my dear one. Better days are ahead.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

 

Lambs Like to Party

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