Hello there! I escaped for a couple of days, and have returned to my little space on the planet...
I packed my bags full of trinkets and such, drove to the airport to pick up my brother (whom I adore), and we had a mini road trip to the family pad. He surprised Mammie for her birthday. It was wonderful.
I took a few garden treats with me to gift to my Mombie. A box of my babies...
And, oodles of fresh flowers picked from my garden. I also gave her a fairytale garden fountain and a necklace I made (she owns about 800 of my jewelry pieces by now). Plus, some zinnias I started for her in a pot, and some potted pumpkin sprouts, that sprung up while I was there. My dad was fascinated by them. I hope they grow and gift her some punkin' babes.
We ate too much.
At least I did.
I am still full.
Mombie made her own fave coconut cake. She insisted, but my brother and I stopped and got her a beautiful white chocolate and raspberry cake anyways. For good measure. Oh and, oodles of balloons that I had pre-ordered.
Her cake was unreal. She only makes things from scratch, using fresh ingredients. Like real coconuts, etc.
It was a blast, but I missed my three boys.
Especially the furry ones ;)
I was eager to see them when I finally turned onto the street, that takes me to the street our love shack lives on.
I missed the gourd tree too.
It makes me feel like, if I pretend just right enough, I can slip into a fairytale, of the real variety. If only for a smidgen.
Below is the back side of the tree, also covered.
Gourds are born of white flowers.
Where most squash (pumpkins etc.) have yellow to orange flowers.
I spy a great huge gooseneck gourd!
And lots of birdhouse babies...
There are some huge ones hanging above head, but it got too dark to take their picture today. I will take some in the daylight.
As soon as I arrived, I picked some edibles, and we even gobbled some tender sweet corn, which will be super ready in about a week. It is yumm when it is young. We cooked it, slathered on some butter, and shared it (sometimes we eat the corn raw when it is young).
My juicer was waiting for me to juice a large glass of one of my favorite treats. Beet carrot juice. I also love carrot alone. And, lots of other juices. I love juicing. Do you?
Now I have to unpack all of my stuff.
Something I am not good at, at all.
I have to decompress.
And get back into the swing of my week.
How are you??
Tell me something delicious. Won't you, please?
A good tale would so hit the spot.
Even an invented one would be grand ;)
How about it?
Love, V
