The Adventure Continues...

More photos from Alabama...it really was pretty up there. I'm enjoying going through the photos again... I really didn't want to leave.

Doesn't this look like a portal into a magical place? Portal

Old Shed
Pine Bough Frame
Gate
Creek My First Time fishing! Cleaning the catch! My Job...Turning on the water to rinse the ick.

Oooh...He's a CUTIE!!!

Ahem. Moving right along....

Deer (?) Skeletons

I Went Down Deep...

Memorial Day weekend found me and my family traveling with friends.

Sounds lovely. Especially since my friend volunteered her 15 year old daughter to help watch my daughter.

I began picturing myself languishing about and alternately living it up like Don King.

Then Jean says, "Oh, and bring your machete."

WHAT?!! Where are these people taking me??!!

Turns out, we were headed deep into the woods of Alabama.

Creek behind Hezzy House
Hezzy House backview
Hezzy House frontview

No. My side is not hurting me. (Unless you count the machete

poking me in the ribs.)

BTW: That machete wouldn't cut hot butter. Nor would it bruise

the leaf of a briar bush.

But it pains me to think about it, apparently...
To be continued...

Feeding the Artistic Funkiness...

This past weekend we jaunted down to Savannah to the Pinnacle Art Gallery (a SCAD gallery) to see a small exhibit of Nick Cave's Soundsuits. Two soundsuits were featured. Here is the first with close up details to follow....

These round pieces remind me of patchwork quilts.

Detail of what I call "The Birdbrain"

Signs of Growth

Didn't find these in a Robin's nest, but these Robin eggs are tasty. Surely this is a sign that spring is here.

The scene as I drive around town. Makes me a Sunday driver. And I thought people were honking to be friendly...

Wacky friends "sprout" up.

Everything is growing and I do mean everything. Funny how losing something means you're growing...

All this growing is exhausting. I think I'll park it here...

Green Acres is the Place for Me.

Friday evening I had the opportunity to go out with one of my friends. Her husband gallantly offered to watch my girl along with his own two girls. I was giddy with excitement. I would wear heels because what girl wouldn't want to go strolling through Hobby Lobby and Books a Million without possibly breaking an ankle?

I was also gonna wear these shoes because, by gum, they matched my jeans perfectly.So as I hike my leg up to hoist myself into the car, I hear a little voice say, "Mommy, what's that on the concrete?" I look across the empty half of the carport and wonder if perhaps an interesting pollen formation has formed. I walk around the car and find...

a poor female cardinal who had met an untimely demise at the paws of someone of the feline persuasion.

The probable perp:

What's a girl without a man in the house gonna do?

Especially a girl in heels and designer jeans.

You don't let something like a pair of heels stop you from manhandling a shovel!

Dah--ling!!!

Weekend in Pictures (in rather random order because blogger is persnikity.)

This is where the magic happens everyday.

If you look closely, you'll see one of my paintings hanging in the window for Valentine's.

I wasn't here over the weekend. For a change.

I did some cooking.

I tried my hand at beignets.

I've never made beignets before, I've never even had one before. If they're ugly, don't tell me. Ignorance is bliss.

We went to this ice cream/candy store and I asked if I could take photos. I had already taken a photo of the swirly suckers, so this photo of my girl eating ice cream is undercover.

We also went to a horse farm. We all loved seeing the horses. I love being out in the country. I could live there. I think.