The light filters beautifully through the Georgia pines this time of year. I find a kind of magic in the Autumn sun’s dreamy ability to add the most cozy appeal to just about anything it shines on.
“All the names I know from nurse:
Gardener’s garters, Shepherd’s purse,
Bachelor’s buttons, Lady’s smock,
And the Lady Hollyhock.”
As with many things of a bygone era, there is a kind of unspoken magic about something that at one time was so admired + commonplace, but now taken for granted or overlooked.
It’s [almost] planting season in North Georgia. We’ve been working on building up our perennial border garden in the front yard + after what felt like months of struggling to find inspiration + a general plan, I have hit a geyser of creativity just in the past week!
“You are what you repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit”
Despite not knowing much about gardening nor what had transpired in this particular landscape before us, we decided to start small
Sushi Friday has been going on for a while in our nest, but it has become a habit upon calling Georgia home.
The addition of this joggling board to our porch has been a momentous one! I have a handful of vivid memories from growing up in Charleston, joggling with cousins + friends, so having one now on our porch to share with our family is a treasure + a treat! The gift arrived a few days […]