Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
A trio of mermaids – two small, one medium – were the first ones I saw. They were sitting on the edge of the second level of a table at the auction house, two with their…
Whenever I visit Longwood Gardens near Philadelphia, I always head to the amazing little nook that is its orchid house, where the plants are always in bloom in seemingly every color of the rainbow, healthy and…
“Yard work, yard work, yard work.” The weight of what the auction-goer saw in front of him was so heavy, it seemed, that he had to repeat it three times to get it off his…
The wrought iron garden bench and chairs were the color of pastels, and their appearance forced me to acknowledge them first among the other furniture that spoke of summer. They had been placed in a…
“You don’t have to worry about anyone stealing that,” the man said as he walked up to me. That thought hadn’t crossed my mind as I stood there looking at the massive concrete garden seat…
Posted in Gardening
I was taking my morning walk one day recently when I saw bursts of roses abloom in yard after yard. It was if someone had startled Mother Nature from her sleep and she had flung open her arms and…
Posted in Architecture/Buildings, Folklore, and Gardening
I grew up on a farm in a rural area just outside Macon, GA, where most of the water for cooking and drinking came from a well. My grandfather had erected a faucet near the backyard…
