The memory of walking up the steps to my great-grandmother’s bungalow as a young girl is still vivid to me now. Every summer the wide, cement porch railing would be filled with geraniums. The lush greenery topped with clusters of brightly colored flowers waved in the warm air. Geraniums mean welcome to me. I have … More Geraniums Mean Home. Geraniums Mean Love.
Look what my friend, Alvin, brought me from New Mexico! The porch is the welcoming committee of the home. If it is cluttered with junk and trash, it will set the stage for what one would find in the home. If it is plain and empty, it does not feel very welcoming. My grandmother’s porch … More The Front Porch
We sit on the balcony each evening watching the clouds. The Creator paints and creates as we watch and laugh and point out different animals and characters. We see the same things in the clouds, and the illustrations dancing across the sky above the mountains from this third floor view helps us wind down. The … More Geraniums on the Porch (memoirs and present)
I love that seeds want to grow. That Mother Nature is so efficient and that life wants to be. That one could plant corn seeds in a five gallon bucket and it will grow. I love the option to farm in pots. I feel so blessed and so happy when I am digging in the … More The Balcony Garden