…on the internet, that is!
While the internet elves work their magic to redirect this blog to the new one, I thought I’d post a link to it because that’s where any new items will be. Hope to see you there!
I have little talent for gardening, nor much desire to change that about myself, especially when the heat index reaches triple digits. In fact, I usually start to fantasize about high-rise condo living in Alaska every year around this time. I do, however, endeavor to keep houseplants alive and have met with limited success (if there is anyone out there who has EVER figured out how to keep a peace lily alive, please share your secret). I have a lot of luck with succulents, but let’s face it, they’re sort of hardy by definition, are they not? One plant I’ve always admired from afar with equal measure of wonder and fear is the orchid. I might never have attempted the care and feeding of such a plant, fearful as I was of its famously delicate nature, but I received one as a gift when my mother passed away. It arrived with a single glorious bloom and I was immediately enamored of it. My husband very nicely reminded me of the many plants which have come and gone over the years, and I have to admit that I too believed it was probably doomed. Ah, but there’s more to my orchid story.
My orchid is sitting exactly where I placed it the day that it arrived. After the initial bloom fell off, the stalk begin to wither and brown. “Well, that’s that”, I thought. Even so, I continued to water it faithfully every Saturday morning without fail. Soon I noticed a shiny new stalk growing right out of the old one. Joy!
And before too long, I had flowers! Bliss!
These flowers were beautiful for weeks. Literally, weeks! I’ve never seen anything thrive so well on benign neglect. But all good things must come to an end, I suppose. The blooms turned brown, and again the stalk began to wither and die. Could this be the end?
Not yet! Found a new little stalk today, just about to pop out (the bright green tip is just peeking out, right under the twist tie)!
My orchid story continues.
I love catalogs. LOVE THEM. I don’t think that four-letter word is ginormous enough to convey the rapture I feel when the mail comes and I have actual, real, tree-killing catalogs to peruse for hours and hours. By the time I’m willing to relinquish them to the recycling bin, seasons have changed, what’s in is way out, and a new President could even be in office. All I’m saying is…I love catalogs (and don’t even get me started on magazines. I have issues of Southern Living dating back to the Reagan Administration).
I’m also a big fan of sarcasm (just ask my husband). I revel in it. The dryer your wit, the more I want to be around you. Well, I have found my new BFF, my soulmate, if you will. You may know her from these commercials:
This funny lady is Molly Erdman, and she has just started a new blog called “Catalog Living”. She takes the enjoyment of gazing at shiny, perfect catalog photos to a whole new level. I know people say this all the time, but really folks, don’t drink anything while reading this. I am absolving myself of all responsibility for any liquid or food-related damage to your computer. Consider yourself warned, and enjoy these sneak previews.
I was in New Albany MS this past weekend visiting family and did a little bit of shopping (there will be a future post about how wonderful New Albany’s downtown shopping and dining are, so many cute shops and cafes! Why didn’t I buy that great watch? I’m kicking myself). While I was there I took this photo:
Then after I got back home, I came across this:
I thought this was such a neat find. The original parking lot beside the building is now a lovely little oasis in a lovely little town. I can’t wait to go back!
A serious craving for crawfish dip with flatbread chips prompted this post, and all I can say is it’s a good thing Kepler’s does take out! This is a great new restaurant in Greenville and if you haven’t already, I suggest you check them out soon. I can personally recommend the aforementioned crawfish dip (yummiest appetizer EVER, seriously), the fried olives with rémoulade sauce, the chicken, spinach and mushroom pizza, and the cheese tortellini. I didn’t have any room left for dessert, but my sister enjoyed the bread pudding drizzled with white chocolate cream sauce tremendously. The food was very good, the prices are great, and the service was outstanding. See you guys again soon!
Kepler’s Italian Grill is open Wednesday thru Sunday; a full menu and complete restaurant services can be found here.