We had a lovely and dear friend from Virginia spend the night with us at Doright Manor on Friday. She and I stayed up late drinking wine and solving all the world’s problems, and I have to admit I had no time to ponder, let alone write, a blog post.
After our visitor left for further adventures along the coast on Saturday morning, I took a nap thinking perhaps a blog idea would come to my subconscious. Nope. When I awakened I noticed that Studly was out in his shop working on one of his motorcycles. I joined him, still hoping for some inspiration, but came up blank.
As I walked around the house, skirting hurricane debris, fallen leaves, and upended trees, trying my best to latch onto an idea, I finally came to the conclusion that I was stumped.
I’m having such a wonderful time with my grandchildren, Dominique and Jackson, this week.
We stopped by Studly Doright’s (Poppa’s) office.
Later in the day Jackson and I went for a walk around the neighborhood. He’s all about asking me to challenge him to do physical stunts, such as climbing trees and jumping over obstacles. I’m such a wimp, though, that I can never come up with a suitable activity.
I loved his question, “Nana, do you have any trees that need climbing?”
Dominique and I spent an hour making bird feeders out of pine cones, peanut butter, twine, and seeds.
This sweet home in my neighborhood has been on the market for several months. I’ve never been inside the home, but the woman who lived here was lovely. She moved into Tallahassee to care for her three grandchildren after their mother, her daughter, passed away.
Wouldn’t this gazebo be a cozy spot to sit with a good book on a fall afternoon?
The large, well-tended yard has a variety of beautiful mature trees.
There’s even a small garden plot in back as well as a storage shed. The lake isn’t visible in this photo, but it’s beyond the trees on the left. When Miss Sandy lived there the yard always boasted a profusion of flowers in hanging baskets.
Now there are just the flowers in the trees. I’m not sure what this one is. It’s pink. That’s the extent of my knowledge.