Iced tea, lazy afternoons in the hammock under the palmettos, and just letting the bees and butterflies have the garden to themselves. That’s what comes to mind this month. Everything moves in slow motion, slightly hazy and mirage like. Lowcountry heat will do that; it is nature’s way of calming us so we can slow down and appreciate our surroundings.
Why, you may ask? Well, who wouldn’t look up to a blue convertible-driving sixteen year old, recent high school grad and amateur sleuth who could single-handedly solve the greater mysteries of the universe with only a flashlight, intense studies in psychological behaviors, and a magnifying glass to guide her? Simply put, she was my hero.
Writing “King For a Day” a few months ago was great fun, followed by nice reader feedback. It prompted me to take a fresh look at more ways to shape a better world and refine them into a follow-up on our better angels . . . and angles.
I have been thinking a lot about trees lately. Actually, I think about them almost daily. I love them. Pine and palm, crepe myrtle, Southern magnolia, Eastern redbud, flowering dogwood, American holly, and oaks of every kind – live, laurel, water and chestnut.
When I was a very little girl, maybe 4 or 5 years old, I remember my Mama inviting her lady friends over for lunch. She didn't host a monthly event, but the ladies came to our house for a fancy luncheon several times a year. The dining room table was set with the good dishes from the china cabinet and several card tables with crisply pressed tablecloths were set up to seat the additional guests.
The ladies were most often the mothers of my friends from Sunday School and kindergarten. I can see Mama in a blue dress and pearls, hair freshly coiffed from the beauty parlor, entertaining flawlessly as she served chicken salad, tomato aspic, homemade biscuits and tall glasses of sweetened iced tea garnished with fresh mint and an orange slice.
Want to show off a plant or design a garden space? There are tools to help you. Once you know the principles of design you can bend (or break) the rules.
Like the majority of residents, I love living in Beaufort. And one reason is its abundance of “good neighbors,” people who go out of their way for strangers. This morning as I was turning on to the Woods Bridge, a woman pulled up beside me to tell me that my back tire was flat, that I was driving on the rim. I’d no idea. Contemplating the situation as I waited for a lovely sailboat with a mast that must’ve been 48 feet tall to pass through, I decided to limp across to the old White Hall turnoff and call AAA. This is the reason I pay for road service every year. Turns out, however, I didn’t have to use it.
Zach Grether’s artistic talent arrived as a gift. A birthday gift. In the four years since receiving his first DSLR camera for his birthday in 2011, he was able to transform his intrigue with the night sky and his Software/Aerospace Engineering career into an amazing body of work with a focus on the night landscape. His award-winning photos have been published by Oprah Winfrey Network, Sun Magazine, and locally, by Hilton Head Symphony Orchestra.
By the time you read this, at least two weeks will have passed since the massacre at Emanuel AME Church in Charleston. As I write, it’s been about 10 days, and my fingers tremble and hesitate over the keyboard.
Boondocks restaurant at 1760 Sea Island Parkway, St. Helena, SC will be hosting The Starving Artist Market in its parking lot on Saturday mornings from 9 am to 1:30 pm.