Monthly Archives: March 2015


I find myself at another blogging crossroads…questioning if I should give these random posts my time…In doing so, I have followed a trail back to the beginnings of this 7 year blog and found a few posts I would like to edit and repost as I remain undecided…this, being one of them from 2009…



 I remember many wonderful things about my wonderful mother. I could probably write a book on the wisdoms she spoke and tried to make my young mind understand, but, as most always, her astuteness was untimely, for I was too young and too narcissistic then. Now, years after and after she is gone, I remember and I understand each word and each lesson. I am so thankful she planted those seeds.

I remember one day and one reoccurring lesson; it happened on Good Friday when my children were little. We had gone to her house to dye Easter eggs. This decision was somewhat impulsive and unplanned. Do you think she made a hasty trip to the store to buy dyes? No, she searched in cupboards, the refrigerator, and in the yard; she used what she found. Resourcefulness. I remember asking her that day, why not go to the store and buy the PAAS? She said that took the creativity from the project, the challenge was to create with what you had. I always think of that moment and that lesson.

The eggs turned out beautiful and sat proudly on her kitchen table in a little straw basket that she had found in the living room closet. I can remember she used coffee for the beautiful brown eggs, yellow and red onion skins, and maybe canned spinach for some of the other colors. They were a display of creativity and resourcefulness.

 I found this list of such suggestions for natural egg dying. It’s about Easter and dying eggs, but this idea of making do is something for each day of our lives. Anyway, maybe you can do something different this Easter and fill up an old basket with creativity, resourcefulness, and naturally dyed eggs.

Small Quantity of Purple Grape Juice
Violet Blossoms plus 2 tsp Lemon Juice
Red Zinger Tea
Violet Blue
Violet Blossoms
Small Quantity of Red Onions Skins (boiled)
Hibiscus Tea
Red Wine
Canned Blueberries
Red Cabbage Leaves (boiled)
Purple Grape Juice
Spinach Leaves (boiled)
Liquid Chlorophyll
Greenish Yellow
Yellow Delicious Apple Peels (boiled)
Orange or Lemon Peels (boiled)
Carrot Tops (boiled)
Celery Seed (boiled)
Ground Cumin (boiled)
Ground Turmeric (boiled)
Chamomile Tea
Green Tea
Golden Brown
Dill Seeds
Strong Coffee
Instant Coffee
Black Walnut Shells (boiled)
Black Tea
Yellow Onion Skins (boiled)
Cooked Carrots
Chili Powder
Cranberries or Juice
Red Grape Juice
Juice from Pickled Beets
Lots of Red Onions Skins (boiled)
Canned Cherries with Juice
Pomegranate Juice

Thinking of spring

DSC_0147Just a few words I found in some miscellaneous writing that I wanted to repost on this first day of March:

“It seems my mood is following the rhythm of the season, dark with welcome rays of sunshine. I don’t know that I could leave the South, I am too accustomed to the milder weather and its positive effect upon my mood. There exist a paradox, for while I love the silence, the stillness, and the reveal of winter, I fear the direction of my mood when the sun hides behind the clouds for too long. My comforting memories become puddles of tears and my reflection becomes a deeper voyage within, too deep. I expect the sun to be out tomorrow and perhaps I will spend an hour or so cleaning up in my garden, preparing for spring.”

Speaking of the garden, I have come to a more comfortable place concerning this place that I spend so much effort on. Instead of goals, goals that are lofty and unreachable most times, I have begun to just set a “timer” – one hour a day, when weather permits, in the garden – no clear direction, just sunshine, exercise and nature. I have found this takes away all of the stress of constant goals that are difficult to achieve and puts focus on the journey – the pure enjoyment and benefit of just being in a garden – it is a mind, body, and soul kind of experience and putting pressure on the outcome can void all of the benefit and sometimes replace it with a negative feeling of defeat…I vow to be an underachieving gardener…no frustration, just simple joy.

100_4209 I know spring is far away for our northern friends (and for me, 2 of my family members) but here, in the Deep South, it is very near. The buds on my plum trees are swollen and I have noticed a new assortment of birds, a bluer sky, and its promise stirring in the wind. I heard the songbirds this morning outside of my bedroom window – they are back from their winter journey – some passing through, some staying. 

100_3976Spring officially arrives on March 20 following the Full Worm Moon on the 5th. When the earthworms start wiggling to the top, the robins will come out of the woods, and spring will be here. For now, I will enjoy a few more camellias to cut for my kitchen and some lingering citrus as I say goodbye to the winter birds sitting on the wires and anxiously wait to follow the  Southern sun.


“Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.”


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