The Blues

It has been decades since we've had blueberries growing in the yard. Actually, they once occupied the woodsy trail between our house and another, where the boys' friend lived, at the time. Brian, Christian and Tommy were very young, when there were enough berries to fetch for morning muffins or pancakes... or for a snack, after they'd finished working on The Fort.
Then, the berry bushes simply disappeared.

Jump ahead "a few" seasons. Tommy is 42, Brian soon turns 43 and Christian's almost 40. Surprise, surprise!!
The blues have propagated themselves alongside our driveway. No need to wander in search of them. Thing is, we're wonderin' if the black bear y'all met last weekend will harvest them, before we do?? And though the fort is long gone, maybe the boys would like to come for berries 'n' breakfast?

Great memories are made of this.
♥

Moss

Years ago, I'd read that simple garden moss, another gift from Mother Nature, has monetary value. Florists use it to line plant 
baskets. It is occasionally scarce and salable, but not this year. Rainwater encourages its self-propagation and growth. This morning, it caught my eye in a front (cultivated??) bed. So pretty. A little Photoshoppin' allowed me to incorporate the gorgeous day lily, just one of today's many blooms. Sheer perfection in a simple flower and garden green.

Gotta love summertime.

Elusive Old Sol

Summer has always been too short, for my liking. But a few weeks ago, it seems to have gotten even shorter - psychologically, anyway. You see, I was organizing photos of the GrandLoves, when something occurred to me. The year begins and ends with winter. It surrounds spring, summer and fall with its chill. Pictures taken now simply need mention of the year, to date them. But wintertime photos? They need month and year identification, especially in the fast-growing world of children. Does this make sense? Ah, yet another way to calculate the brevity of the season. Then, factor in this year's particular stretch...

We're headed into another heatwave, which is actually just fine by me. Thing is, it's due to arrive with yet more rain. Not normal rain, mind you, but rather torrential downpours, thunder, lightening and high winds. Ugh. I detest being Vitamin D deprived. 
Not fine. But our begonias are lovin' shades of gray.

I did manage to catch catch Old Sol, this morning. Yes, I did. At 5:45 a.m. Trust me, he was there. Behind the trees. Peeking out.
Thing is, he seems to have disappeared again, half an hour later. 
But there's hope...

This is Real Time. Color Me Sunny, please!

Hot Off The Hook

This one is to fill with all things pink for beautiful Baby Grace, born on June 24th.

Congratulations, Yvonne and Todd! We are so very happy for you.  

♥

Happy 40th, Kelly!

Aubs and Gav got in on the action, helping to execute what turned out to be their Momma Kelly's favorite part of our gift to her. It was tough to keep the canvas under wraps, literally, while we waited to extend wishes for the happiest of days and years. 

All the good wishes come with lots of hugs 'n' lovin', as conveyed by our GrandLoves. 

♥

Adobe How-To

My Fourth Flower Flag has prompted a few how-to questions. Here's the deal:

First step was to take individual pictures of star and blooms. In Adobe Photoshop Elements, an inexpensive program, I then did some selecting and copying to isolate the parts of each photo necessary. Each was repeatedly pasted onto a "new" page and the star changed in color. Sizing and aligning everything was a breeze, as was filling the background to unify the end result. With text added, my project was done. Really. It's simple, but success does take practice and familiarity with the options available. But hey, there's nothing to lose - not even a sheet of paper. 

Go play. That's my best advice. Photoshop is one of my favorite toys. :-)

Birds Of A Feather

Upon our return from Pittsburgh, we noticed the still-full hummer feeders and obvious lack of traffic. Nary a bird. Sure enough, all the wells were contaminated by huge ants of the disgusting black variety. Never a problem in previous years, we attribute the excessive population to the ongoing monsoon season we've experienced. Whatever. Down they came, to be purified in a healthy solution of bleach. I told Joe, "That's it! Let's put them away for the season and let the little guys feed from flowers."
But he was crushed and missing the sideshow on the patio. 

Gran in portrait on wall, as well as 
on right in photo with her sister, Mamie

In a lightbulb moment, I remembered the stand that came with the very same "Gran's bowl" often featured on CMI. Joe was skeptical, as I proceeded to rig the new station. I'd already consulted a virtual acquaintance who maintains a very interesting wildlife blog. One of her suggestions was to spray Pam on supporting shepherd's hooks stands. I did just that, creating a slippery ascent to sugar-water.

 Nothing last evening. But early this morning, I noticed a hummer... then two... then several. 

I fetched NIK, returning to find our resident catbird perched on the nearby bench.
"No," thought I, "there's nothing here for you-of-different-feathers."
But I'd forgotten about the birdbath. Cat, our very first customer, winged his way to a long drink.
Double happiness for Joe, who had added the pretty bath to our garden.

A peaceful way to start any day, wouldn't you agree?
Color Me

A GrandLove Connection
Birds of a Feather
♥

Pittsburgh Part Four - Home, Sweet Home

We hit the road very early yesterday morning and breezed home. Well, that is if you can call seven hours of driving "a breeze". Be that as it may, we had lots to talk about, as we reminisced about the love-fest we'd just enjoyed.

Pennsylvania looks something like the above picture for hundreds and hundreds of miles. We learned of the Wilds, by Googling as we drove through the area. Talk about the green, green grass of home! Wow! All the rain we've experienced of late has turned forests into tropical lushness, clearly meant for the poet's eye.

As we pulled into our driveway, we spotted the Flower Tower through trees separating the back and front yards. We headed straight for it, astounded to see that in just a few days, it had finally really taken off. 

Moments later, Joe excitedly called me to see a bear in the neighbor's yard. Separated by our fence, we watched him go from woods to food scraps three or four times. We're not thrilled that they entice wild animals so close to our home, but I must say it was intriguing to watch Blackie steal a bagel, run back to the tree-line, sit to munch and then repeat the process several times more, before heading back into the woods.

Pittsburgh Part Three - A Great Moment for The Trerotola Girls

The Trerotola Girls, as Khrista so confidently, comically and affectionately referred to herself and her sisters, are so unique from each other. At the core, though, each has a heart of gold and the ability to express love. And so, Khrista toasted her sister and cemented that core. At the same time, she paved the way for Maddy's confirmation of similar thoughts and a warm, sisterly welcome to Ryan.

Great stuff! Clearly a happy highlight.

Love Grows.

♥

Pittsburgh Part Two - The Event

Ah, the emotions of the day were simply beautiful, from deep and thoughtful to indescribably joyful. I loved this moment, captured as Nicole took Dale's arm for their long stroll down the aisle of the exquisite cathedral.

Even fun-loving sisters, Khrista and Maddy, looked to be contemplative, as the ceremonious part of the wedding began. Not a soul was neglected. We loved seeing our Cape Cod pals, Adelina and Garreth, out of beach attire and jazzed up for their special roles as junior bridesmaid and ring bearer. Sweet Nicole even included Mom, along with her beloved grandparents, in a reading for those no longer with us. Their presence suddenly became nearly tangible. Thank you so much, Nic; Joe and I were so very touched. 

Contemplation quickly turned into excitement for the bride and groom and their new beginning. Smiles erupted. Just look at happy Bonnie and whimsical Dale, as they paved the way for the newlyweds.

This photo seems to depict a radiant Nicole and determined Ryan.

Then, it was time to party at the most gorgeous reception. And how sweet it was! Guests were treated like royalty, as every little long-planned detail came to fruition. We were invited to fill souvenir bags from the long, elegant candy table, an exceptionally popular attraction that seemed to be saying, "Let the sweetness of life linger."

A visit to our table resulted in a permanent glow.

That Kiss

♥

Pittsburgh Part One - Tête-à-tête

We were off last Friday for our first-time visit to Pittsburgh and what was clearly the Event Of The Season, Nicole's wedding.

We arrived in time to rendezvous with our favorite cousins at a wonderful rehearsal dinner. It was an honor to be invited to join in the preliminary festivities. We had a blast, catching up with the T's and meeting some of Ryan's family.

Dale, always the historian, steered us towards Mt. Washington on Saturday morning, so that we could get a birds-eye view of the city. Wow! Definitely a good choice for a few photo ops of quite an interesting and very mountainous place.

On the rise, pun intended, from a deep and damaging recession, Pittsburgh is enhanced by brick and stone houses that are absolutely intriguing. While not ostentatious from our view, they are certainly most interesting, possessing oodles of character and great gardens.

We hope to return for a visit to the newlyweds and some deeper exploration of those hilly points of view.

From Our Garden to Yours...Happy Fourth!

Hot Off The Proverbial Press

There should not be time for projects such as this, during July. 
Till the weather clears, though, color is essential to brighten one's mood. 
C'est la vie. This post is for Zu!

Congratulations, Neil Diamond, on the fabulous Freedom Song...

(link) They'll Never Take Us Down. 

All proceeds are going to the Boston One Fund.
Available today on iTunes.

Don't Be Fooled - It's July!

We managed a few hours of pool time, before yesterday's rain. All was well with the kids, though, 'cause Aubrey was working up a new dress design for Ella; she wanted to sew. Gav was anxious to try out Wii in the almost-finished "new" playroom, with Gramps as his subject to beat. So, we moved inside to chow down and switch gears. However...

Rain has clearly been the name of the proverbial game. Sure, we've had sunny stretches; but each late afternoon, G-d starts moving furniture. To ginormous booms, the storms work their way in. Yes, it's helpful in terms of watering. I've not had to drag the hose into the backyard, for weeks. This July 1st morning, though, has redefined water, as we know it...

Coming down in literal buckets, the gutters have stopped working, sending sheets of water downwards.  Ugh. The pool is rising to overflow range. The plants are drowning. The woods are beginning to resemble tropical rain forests. The beginning of camp is on hold for the GrandLoves. 

Bambi doesn't seem to notice and is thrilled by the rapid growth of woodsy weeds. No nutrition deficit to be concerned about. We haven't seen Baby Spots in quite a while. 

What to do about all this water? Ah, nothing. We've no choice about the weather. But I'm saying a few prayers for some sunshine for Nicole's wedding day, this coming Saturday. Too bad Ella isn't invited; she'd be rockin' her Aubrey Original creation!

Don't be fooled by the weather - just have a Happy July.
Go with the flow, pun intended.