Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Make a Wish






















Don't you wish everyday could feel like this?
You only turn One once...but then again, isn't every day a gift?...Enjoy another slice of cake...after all, you are worth celebrating!
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Thursday, June 11, 2009

Peggy's Pretty Peonies




Something so wonderfully sweet just happened. Peggy brought some of her pretty peonies from Windy Hill Farm in to me at the office.

And in perfect Peggy form, they were nestled in a chipped Chicken Broth Can that she had painted a lovely shade of Robin's Egg Blue. She must have painted it long ago because as it sits now, there are lovely worn spots of the silver can peaking through in a random pattern that only a well worn vase can show. She uses these cans to display the pretty blooms in her roadside stand.


The funny thing is that she apologized for the worn can, and was surprised when I asked her if it would be okay for me to keep the peonies in the can as a vase...she had been intending to freshly paint it!...oh silly Peggy, the charm is extended in the vase BECAUSE of the worn spots :)

So the flowers are now gracing my counter ledge and I am celebrating my sweet friend who would bring over flowers for no reason...and my soul is refreshed, just by gazing at them.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

ice cream

















Today was one of those rare days in Washington...hot and sunny with no breeze in sight!
and did we take the time to enjoy it...you bet we did!

And how did we celebrate?!...by doing nothing in particular, but enjoying it!

So when I came across this picture from way back when...I couldn't help but remember....

...just how much celebration can be in the ordinary, nothing really special, but OH! what a great idea...kind of moments that make up our day....and have made them up for years, if only we take the time to look....like this day

...it was nobody's birthday....not a banquet in sight, and no red letters on the calendar...not anything more than a quiet night at home, a bowl of ice cream with dad...and some film in the camera!

Ah, this is how memories are made...one scoop at a time!....ice cream anyone?