It is so pretty in my hollow today. I’ve been sitting on the porch watching multicolored butterflies dance in the field. The cows across the road are enjoying the warm sun. I’ve been pondering what I would like for Mr. Jim and me to do this summer.
I’ve asked
the sweet Lord to let us slow down a bit and to truly enjoy the season. Jim usually
has a beautiful yard bursting with colorful flowers but he is unable to plant
this year. I will get pots of pretty blossoms and enjoy container gardening and
hang wave petunia baskets from our shepherd’s crooks. Don’t you love to smell petunias?
Ferns belong on a farmhouse porch and I will purchase several of them to grace
the banisters.
I want us
to go on an old fashion picnic. I want to pack the basket with fried chicken,
potato salad and a watermelon. Ants not
invited!
I want to
go to a concert in the park. We have done this for the last few years and have
enjoyed it immensely. Shout out to Balsam Range band.
I want to
make many churns of ice cream. So many flavors…so little time. I think I’ll
start with fresh strawberry and stuff it in a waffle cone.
I want to
have cookouts with neighbors and fix S’mores over an open fire. Our neighbors
up the mountain have a lovely spot and the company is excellent.
I want to dangle
my feet in a cold mountain stream. Don’t have to go far, lots of them here.
I want to
watch the summer night stars and make a wish on the first one to come out. I wish I may…I wish I might.
I want to
watch the God made light parade of fireflies in the big field across the way.
It rivals all the hoopla of the big theme park a few states down the road.
Morgan and Brad will have a front row seat.
I want to
sit in our side-by-side rockers and…rock…slowly…holding my husband’s hand. I’ve
had almost 45 years of this simple “together time," and I promise it is
precious to us. I hope you will give it a try.
Yep, I’ve
been pondering about summer. I think I want a taste of days past; a simpler
time.
Why don’t
you pull up a rocker, grab a glass of sweet tea and join me. There’s plenty of
room on the porch and you can ponder to your hearts content. The firefly parade
starts at sundown.
I’ll keep
you informed on my summer doin's. Do come go home with me and we’ll share
recipes, swap stories, and give the sweet Lord praise for His goodness.
Love to you
dear readers,
Dee Dee
Beautiful my sweet Dee Dee. Now, back to work on that book! Mama is keeping me filled in!
ReplyDeleteLove you.
Thank you precious Joy. I will be blogging each Wednesday and it helps the writing "juices flowing." A sweet woman will help with PS this summer. I will write and tell you about the exciting new agent plans! Give your kids a big hug for me. Love you!
ReplyDeleteYou remind me, sweet friend of Anne Voskamp, and her ponderings. I am swept away, pausing a minute to refresh and remember what is important. I was in north Georgia the other night and oh my, the stars were brilliant without the city lights of Atlanta. I imagine you see them every night from your place.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the beautiful words and reminders to make the ice cream, hold hands, and fry the chicken.
I love you, Dee Dee!
Marcia, even for my writing to be mentioned in the same sentence with Anne's is humbling. The stars are beautiful here and I love them so. Come my way and I'll have your rocker waiting. Enjoy your summer. Love you my sweet friend.
DeleteYour words draw me in to your beautiful mountains you love so. After reading this, I want to not only ponder my summer, but enjoy some of your ponderings with you! How inviting are all of your ideas. Yes, I want to "Come Go Home with YOU!!!!"
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Beth, you and Ally know the way to my hollow.I know your summer will be busy but come see me. Happy Summer. Love you.
DeleteDee, is it BYOR? (Bring Your Own Rocker) I agree with Beth -- the pondering sounds delightful but what would make it special is to ponder alongside you. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet escape. Love you!
Always a rocker for you! I know you and Piper have big plans for summer and hope you share some of the highlights with me. And so it begins...
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I want to do every single one of those things TOO, Dee Dee! And I'll bring rockers, pimento cheese, potato salad... whatever you tell me, this Virginia mountain girl will do it!
ReplyDeleteI'm so grateful for you. Hugs & love!
Susan, just bring your sweet self! Lets all of us have a hollow party!!! Thank you for all of your help to me. Love you.
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