Butch and Maggie built me a beautiful bird atrium for Mother’s Day this year and my surprise came complete with a Finch pair. Maggie named them Whitey and Blacky (although I loved the name Atticus Finch from my favorite book – and movie: To Kill A Mockingbird).
The two got busy building a nest as soon as they moved into their new home. Maggie has been collecting grass and twigs for their building adventures over the last month and Whitey has already begun to lay eggs.
I love to drink our morning coffee on the back porch in these first few days of summer and watch the two lovers frolic around their atrium.
We picked blackberries this morning as the sun was coming up over the trees.
Butch treated us to his (no longer) secret recipe for Cottage Cheese Pancakes from the Fannie Farmer Cookbook to pair with our morning harvest.
Apalachicola bound through the Longleaf Forest and holding my breath to see our Gulf…
How to brace oneself for the image?
I love the juxtaposition of images, architecture, and landscape in this exhibition by Deidi von Schaewen.
Visible only by train, the images make me long for a travel via rail today.
Breathtakingnew work by Denyse Schmitt:
“Hope as the Anchor of the Soul: Mount Lebanon Quilt Series”
About the series from her website:
“On a 2007 pilgrimage to the Mount Lebanon Shaker Village in New York, Denyse saw accidental, raw beauty in empty, decaying interiors awaiting renovation. Knocked out doorjambs, random linear gashes in walls that exposed ribbons of lath, and cream-on-cream layers of patches in the plaster, would visually translate into the minimal piecing design of her new quilts.
On View at Ralph Pucci International, 44 West 18th Street, NYC, Gallery Nine (9th Floor). 212-633-0452.”
We made a road trip yesterday – for Mother’s Day – into the Florida Panhandle.
Backroads all the way, the drive was like traveling through page after page of John Margolies Roadside America. If you ever get the chance to ride Route 29 – down through Alabama and into Florida; be sure to go.
READYMADES: American Roadside Artifacts by Jeff Brouws awaits you.
“Back Road Vernacular” is a beautiful way to start the week…
Also check out:
Vanishing America: The End of Main Street Diners, Drive-Ins, Donut Shops, and Other Everyday Monuments by Michael Eastman, William H. Gass, and Douglas Brinkley
Classic Cracker: Florida’s Wood-Frame Vernacular Architecture by Ronald W. Haase
It was planned today that I would post for Kaffe Fassett’s Blog Tour. I have been carrying Kaffe Fassett’s Simple Shapes Spectacular Quilts around with me for the last few weeks. And I have been thinking about Kaffe, about the book, taking in the photos, thinking about how cleverly the geometries work together and about how Kaffe draws inspiration so flawlessly from nature and then shares it so easily.
Saturday at Textile Fabrics, I looked at bolts of his fabrics, spoke with the (amazingly knowledgeable) staff about the fabrics and pondered what I wanted to write about Kaffe and his full body of work while outside it rained and rained and rained.
Yesterday morning, it was still raining and I sat and wanted to write about Kaffe but could only think about all the folks in Nashville who were not as lucky in that moment.
While I thought yesterday morning that my car – sitting in the front parking lot of Textile Fabrics – was 5 foot underwater. Now, I know that my car is safe and dry – as was I. But there are so many people in Nashville who are not safe and have, in fact, lost so much…
So, I think that Kaffe – with his respect and love for nature – would appreciate that I postpone my real blog post about his book until later in the week and dedicate this day to the lovely folks of Nashville who need all of our good wishes for the next days as they begin to pick up the pieces that water has displaced.
I am home now but my thoughts are for my friends in Nashville. Traci will be hanging her flooded quilt-tops out on the line this morning. I think that perhaps it will look a bit like the photograph of Kaffe’s quilts above.
May the sun shine on Nashville today.
Nashville Sunday morning and Mother Nature has a grip on the city. The storm moves through – and through again.
There are now rivers where once there was nothing. Roads are flooded, families are moved from their homes and we sit here watching the rain and lightening while listening to Patti Griffin: Downtown Church
. Feels just like church.
Thanks to Traci, I am headed to the Ryman Auditorium on June 15th
to see Patty play
. I can hardly breathe. I have not been to the Ryman since the last time the Opry played there
in 1974 – while my grandfather and grandmother Perkins swayed in the pews.
Sunday morning indeed: Patti Griffin: Downtown Church
Celebrate – verb:
To observe (a day) or commemorate (an event) with ceremonies or festivities:
Today we celebrate Earth Day and the joy of life.
To make known publicly; proclaim:
The newspaper celebrated the beauty of her life.
To perform with appropriate rites and ceremonies; solemnize:
We will celebrate the light that her life brought to Earth.
While today we begin our Earth Day Celebration @ The Factory, it is a mixed blessing as Tuesday of this week our friend, mentor and local hero Marigail Mathis passed away. While this is a sad time for all of us, Marigail was the kind of person who made life worth celebrating. Her vision, joy, enthusiasm, support, laughter and kindred spirit will be sorely missed in my life; however, what she has given to me – through her friendship – will be celebrated eternally.
Celebrate the life of someone you love today.
Flying out the door to fly to San Francisco and thinking about my lovely Kitchen Sisters playing on the iPod… and the beautiful story of the Chili Queens. I can smell the chili cooking as I fly.
I will be that annoying person on the plane today with a four year old who talks too loud and sings out-of-tune. If you are traveling my way, grant me grace – if just for today.
Looking forward to all my California Sisters!
*Photo courtesy of Kitchen Sister Davia