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Although it’s definitely disappointing not to be with any of the grandchildren this Thanksgiving, I decided to share a little pre-holiday fun with them in a Zoom crafting session. Southern Living magazine had a great suggestion!
After decades of hoping the visions of hotel or condos by previous property owners would materialize, this time local tour goers could see that this Cotton Mill project – the creation of a Fairfield by Marriott with 85 hotel rooms and meeting space – was not just another false start.
I’m eating tomatoes as fast as I can (and giving away handfuls of cherry tomatoes), but I’m having a hard time keeping up with supply. Good problem! Solution? Fresh tomato basil soup!
I never met my Great Uncle Harry, but his photos are the gift that keeps on giving. Thanks to him, I’ve been able to see my grandmother & great aunts as they were in their youth, with tiny waists, long full skirts, often in crazy hats, and full of life.
This time of year, I’m the Bubba Gump of corn. Creamed corn, corn chowder, buttered corn, confetti corn, shrimp boil with corn, and the plain but fabulous corn on the cob. Check out these recipes for summer corn prepped and headed for the freezer.
Sitting on the breezeway on a hot summer evening is fundamentally better with a refreshing cocktail! There will be no umbrella drinks on a beach for me this summer while covid-19 numbers climb, but I’m having fun mixing it up with garden fresh goodness in my cocktail creations.
My grandmother, Isabelle, learned necessary hand sewing skills to make and repair her limited wardrobe of the times. Her journal is filled samples of her school sewing projects and is such a treasure!
Old House Tuck Pointing 101: Don’t be usin’ that new-fangled mortar on them old-timey bricks! Check out the transformation of the Fixer Upper’s front exterior.
Our courtyard of small new gardens has fared well this spring, and we were rewarded with buds, blooms and new growth. I can’t wait to see what the subsequent seasons – and years – have in store.
Last fall I found several old grain sacks at Madison, Indiana’s River West Antique Mall. I wasn’t looking for anything in particular that day – “just browsing, thanks.” But these well worn sacks spoke to me. “We would make awesome kitchen aprons for your friends,” they whispered. It’s like they knew me…