I really dont know too many people who do not like flowers, or like to be given flowers. Traditionally men give flowers to women but really what could be nicer than to give a man a plant for his garden. If he is a gardener. Or has that like everything else come to an end.
In Victorian and Edwardian times it was an art, the giving of gifts, of giving flowers. It also could have meaning............. A rose, we all know signifies love. I could get more complicated if you break it down by colour but............a red rose is love.
Victorians were all about appearance, about formality and romance. Visitors cards delivered on a silver platter. Or a flower for the lapel, did it have a hidden meaning? They liked intrigue. Forget me nots.........obvious right. OK so these are not real forget-me-nots but they are so pretty can we pretend they are?
Bluebells are for Humility
Violets are for modesty
It seems the simple flowers have the most desirable of attributes, at least to me they are. My favourite flowers I am happy to say have meanings that I like.
The blue violet is for faithfulness.
Sweetpeas are for goodbyes..........I dont like goodbyes.........
Well I could go on but you get the idea. Today, in today's world, we seem to have lost so many of the little niceties of life. No May Day any more where we deliver baskets of flowers to hang upon the door. Or here in America, we don't even celebrate May Day. The May Pole and Apple Blossoms I miss that.
It was a tradition to go A Maying for centuries......again in Victorian days and maybe Edwardian times too, people were more inclined to show in small ways how they felt. They tried to please. to show off their romantic skills for want of a better word without loosing face if the feelings were not reciprocated. They took time for the small things. Probably because it was a more refined and prudish society. Oh just as much hanky panky went on you can be sure of that, but on the surface they were gentile and refined. Besides they didn't have emails and the internet. I don't think I would want to go back, but I can still think its beautiful and that we have lost something.
This blog is about my garden and the outdoors. I am new to photography but I am trying to show some of the pretty things that grow here in Michigan. I love the wild things who visit me and I dont mind if they eat a bit here and there. I like it more if they let me take their picture. As time goes on I think I will try to show you around the beautiful area that I live in as well as my garden. I try to use my own pictures as much as possible but will also use pictures from the web. If I inadvertently use your photo or work without permission please email me and I will remove it or give credit if you prefer. I will give credit when I know who the owner is. I would ask that anyone using my pictures do the same.
... I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.......Psalm23:6
... I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.......Psalm23:6
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Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Monday, November 18, 2013
Amish Country.....
On Saturday my friend Edna and I went off on an adventure..........well to me getting out of the house these days is an adventure. We went to Scottville. A very small town in the southern regions, well maybe more middle regions of Michigan but on the coast. Well anyway it was away from here. The day started out sunny. We had expected storms. Well it did get overcast but remained quite nice considering. So we headed down to Amish Country. I love old barns and we saw this one on the way
There is a store down near Bear Lake that Edna loves and now I do too. Been there several times now. It is run by Amish people and so the products are awesome. It smelled wonderful because Saturday is baking day, but I didn't buy that this time. Last time I got butter, ooooooh boy. I can't do that again, I ate it too quickly. It's so good. A couple of weeks ago when we went to see Nancy I got butter and cheese. Two of my favourite things. This time I bought Tristen some wooden puzzles (hand made) and some pickles. I also bought some cook books and a skillet. There is so much there, so many great things. I love to buy the herbs as well as dairy. This is not my picture but this is what we saw last time we were here
The trees were bare of leaves but full of apples.
They were thick on the floor
We had a look inside the little one room cabin that was for sale. The people there make wonderful things. I stood inside and planned it all out where everything would go and how cozy it would be.
Across the road was a quilt shop so this is always a good place for us to stop. We continued on to our destination. A craft store of sorts that sells things for bargain prices. We had lunch in a small cafe and looked at the antiques in another part of another variety store we went to. We found another quilt shop and although I didn't buy fabric I bought a tea set that was on display. Could not resist. It was more of a chocolate set I think. White with small rose buds 4 cups, a teapot, sugar and creamer. Cute as a button. I also found a glass flower vase organizer, you know those things with holes in them that help you arrange flowers nice. Do not know what they are called. I would take pictures but its too dark now.
All in all a nice day out. We miss Nancy but we sure didn't run out of things to say. We stopped in at The Pig Patch, another favourite quilt shop before heading home.
It was raining by the time we got home but I carried a box full of goodies into the house. A great day out and certainly relaxing.
There is a store down near Bear Lake that Edna loves and now I do too. Been there several times now. It is run by Amish people and so the products are awesome. It smelled wonderful because Saturday is baking day, but I didn't buy that this time. Last time I got butter, ooooooh boy. I can't do that again, I ate it too quickly. It's so good. A couple of weeks ago when we went to see Nancy I got butter and cheese. Two of my favourite things. This time I bought Tristen some wooden puzzles (hand made) and some pickles. I also bought some cook books and a skillet. There is so much there, so many great things. I love to buy the herbs as well as dairy. This is not my picture but this is what we saw last time we were here
The trees were bare of leaves but full of apples.
They were thick on the floor
We had a look inside the little one room cabin that was for sale. The people there make wonderful things. I stood inside and planned it all out where everything would go and how cozy it would be.
Across the road was a quilt shop so this is always a good place for us to stop. We continued on to our destination. A craft store of sorts that sells things for bargain prices. We had lunch in a small cafe and looked at the antiques in another part of another variety store we went to. We found another quilt shop and although I didn't buy fabric I bought a tea set that was on display. Could not resist. It was more of a chocolate set I think. White with small rose buds 4 cups, a teapot, sugar and creamer. Cute as a button. I also found a glass flower vase organizer, you know those things with holes in them that help you arrange flowers nice. Do not know what they are called. I would take pictures but its too dark now.
All in all a nice day out. We miss Nancy but we sure didn't run out of things to say. We stopped in at The Pig Patch, another favourite quilt shop before heading home.
It was raining by the time we got home but I carried a box full of goodies into the house. A great day out and certainly relaxing.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
First Snow............
We have had a few dustings of snow but today it has stayed. Well its sort of slush now but its cold and so is slick on the roads. I can not believe the number of accidents last night.
So in my garden is a dusting of the stuff and Tristen was eager to get out in it.
So off he goes, no gloves and no socks. Just his coat and shoes. Look at those fingers
Frozen roses
Next he tries his snow pants and a hat.........by the way, he was told to stay inside and so he is sneaking off to do this. I am watching from the open window.
He wont come in to dress properly he says he has to clear the path
The Blue Jays are back
There are plenty of grapes for the birds. They are looking pretty good.
Its hunting season so I hate to see any snow on the ground to make tracking easier for anyone. Its inevitable though......it is November after all.
So in my garden is a dusting of the stuff and Tristen was eager to get out in it.
So off he goes, no gloves and no socks. Just his coat and shoes. Look at those fingers
Frozen roses
Next he tries his snow pants and a hat.........by the way, he was told to stay inside and so he is sneaking off to do this. I am watching from the open window.
He wont come in to dress properly he says he has to clear the path
The Blue Jays are back
There are plenty of grapes for the birds. They are looking pretty good.
Its hunting season so I hate to see any snow on the ground to make tracking easier for anyone. Its inevitable though......it is November after all.
Friday, November 8, 2013
Berries for the Birds...........
If the number of berries this year is any indication then I am thinking it might be a harsh and maybe long winter. I sure hope not. I am not ready for winter.
The Robins love the Mountain Ash and there must be a lot this year because we still have a lot on our tree, the Robins must have loads to choose from.
The Holly is full of berries, I am not sure who likes to eat those but the small birds love the Deadly Nightshade, hmmmm I wonder why it does not harm them?
The the Rose Hips and Haws.........those can make great tea and other good things.
The birds really have not been too busy at the feeders yet .....must be loads of food out there for them at right now. Won't be long though. I have filled up the feeders, I know they will soon need the seeds and other foods. Once they begin to come back I will put out suet and other goodies but not yet.
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Autumn Leaves.....
"How silently they tumble down
And come to rest upon the ground
To lay a carpet, rich and rare,
Beneath the trees without a care,
Content to sleep, their work well done,
Colors gleaming in the sun.
At other times, they wildly fly
Until they nearly reach the sky.
Twisting, turning through the air
Till all the trees stand stark and bare.
Exhausted, drop to earth below
To wait, like children, for the snow."
- Elsie N. Brady,
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