Nashville

Home to this Love of mine and his beautiful lady.

Where the men have their fun,

and the women to do.

While the rest of us just enjoy the music, the food, the scenery,

and the graciousness of being welcomed to the home of new friends. 

                                                                         Take care all,

                                                                             Joan

Lovely Lynne

Mrs. Irish Garden House is a good as they come.

Poised and full of grace.

Kind and warm.

Beautiful inside and out.

Everything you may already know from reading her lovely blog.

How lucky I am to have met up with this dearest of women on her recent swing through the Nations Capital.
We really could have used much more time.
Blogger Buddies are so much fun.

Hope you have a wonderful weekend,

~Joan

Fall Family Fun on the Farm

Boys will always create their own fun.

Corn hole turned mechanic in training lift.

The young and the elders and all in between shelling dried beans.

So very grateful for it all.

~Joan

Good Fences

Courtesy of my recent jaunt to the UK.

Magnificent gates.

 Solid walls that hold a rich history,

some draped in beautiful plantings.

The Mathematical Bridge,

and a wattling demonstration.

My favorite was this

outside a quaint tearoom where we had a lovely rest. 

Hopping Over the Pond

I've been on a little journey.

to Merry old England.

To visit a dear friend. 

Who took many more photos than I.

And told the story so well

right here.

It was a needed and memorable trip.
Full of exploring the gardens and colleges of Cambridge,

Punting on the river,

 With much girl talk and laughter and family getting-to-know-yous,

a festival full of sheep and hounds, clangers and french lemonade, and a bit of fun with the borrowed grandchildren,

A few glasses of wine and some knitting, beautiful walks and antiquing, tea and amazing dinners.

Thank you Sue and Peter and Family.

Thank You.  

Advice From a Tree

{with thanks to dear Lynne for the thought}

Stand tall and proud. 
Go out on a limb.
 Remember your roots.
 Drink plenty of water.
Be content with your natural beauty. 
Enjoy the view.

(author, llan Shamir,  Advice from a Tree)

Eggs, Eggs, Eggs

   Our local ordinances dictate that days old chicks must be purchased in groups of 5.

 So being the novice to this farming life that I am, I decided to get 10 baby chicks figuring that I would lose a few or 5 or 8 before they reached hen status.

I still have ten.

All ten. 

That have reached hen status. 

As in laying an egg a day.

I foresee a great many of these in my future.

The beautiful tomatoes are from my garden.
Soon the bacon will be from the backyard too.

 So please. 

Sent me your I-have-way-too-many-eggs-on-hand ideas. 

I will be out in the coop collecting more.

~Joan