GREEN WITHOUT ENVY...

I have always thought

 that I was not

 a big fan of the color green 

except in nature. 

 If you checked out my closet

 you wouldn't see any there. 

 I have never 

painted a room that color,

 but then looking back over 

my plans for this post,

 I find that green 

is woven into my life 

way more than

 I had ever thought.

I have painted

 the guest room dresser 

green...

...and, at Christmas,

 there is more green seen

 than ever before.

We chose a shade of green

 for the screened porch

 because while sitting there

in the heat of a summer's day,

 looking out over

 the Secret Garden...

 ...it gives the feeling

 that we are at one,

 sheltered and covered,

 by the tall trees

 overhead.

Even the Cottage was green

 when we first saw it and

 fell in love.

The one green object

 that I know of 

that seems I have had forever 

is the painting of 

the little house in the woods 

that belonged to my grandmother.

  As a very small girl 

I remember, maybe my first memory,

 it hanging in her log house 

that my grandfather built and 

that she was so proud of. 

 It is a 

treasured piece

 to me.

A few years ago 

this was the prettiest hydrangea bush

 in our garden.  

It was so full and pretty,

 loaded down with big mop blooms of

 pink, lavender and blue.

Here is that same bush today.  

It was slow to leaf out this year and 

then the blooms were very tiny.

  They started out 

with the pinks and blues, 

but then they turned 

this greenish blue color...

...very pretty,

 but not what 

it normally does. 

 I decided to pick them and 

bring them inside

 for a touch of 

summer green.

I floundered around 

in my "home owned thrift store" and 

came up with

 some pieces of green accessories 

that I have. 

 I am thinking 

this is an appropriate styling 

for late summer. 

 By doing this 

it has forced me 

to do some badly needed cleaning

 of the sitting room. 

 Is it just me 

or does anyone else wonder

 what it is about a pandemic 

that brings out the lazy

 in a person?

I refreshed the shelf 

where the sunflower paint by number 

is still sitting and...

...added different pillow covers and

 put the old wagon/coffee table 

to rights and since 

I didn't have any green pillows, 

I added a bright spot

 of summer color 

with the sunflower ones.

Then the next move 

had to be back 

to the green hydrangeas 

with faux sunflowers.

It is good to have 

a little change

 once in awhile.

Speaking of change,

I would like a little honesty here now.

 I found a new friend 

who uses black as her background.

 I think her blog looks magnificent. 

 So I thought I would try it. 

What do you think? 

I like it either way 

so your opinions 

won't offend me in the least.

 I found that

 I could not figure out

 how to change anything

 using the new blogger 

so I reverted back 

to the old way

 in order to do this.

 We better get 

all our ducks in a row 

before they do away with

 the old blogger permanently. 

I thought it was easy at first, 

but now I'm finding out otherwise.

It is wonderful

 to be able to sit 

in a clean room,

 surrounded by blues, and

 to be green without envy.

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As I was writing this post, and 

my mind was wandering (as it so often does)

 I thought it might be fun

 to look back exactly one year and 

see what I was 

writing about then.

 As it turned out 

it was amazing to me

 what the subject turned out to be.

 Why at this point in time

 did I think of doing it? 

We were all hurting 

from gun violence.

 Violence occurring in

 Gilroy, CA one day, 

 El Paso, TX the next and 

Dayton, OH after that.

People 

going school shopping for their kids

 gunned down in their tracks 

in Walmart.

 Now, 

one year later,

 they are dealing with 

sending their kids back to school 

during this pandemic.

  

Nothing much has changed and

 it has only gotten worse

 at the same time, and 

the worse is 

continuing to happen.

Only one year ago.

https://judyatgoldcountrycottage.blogspot.com/2019/08/just-my-opinion.html

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Here I am with my two grandmothers 

in front of the old log house and

with the roses climbing on the porch

in the early mornin' sun.

  I came across 

this little poem and

 would like to share it with you. 

Since we are spending

 more time in our homes, 

I thought it was

 a sweet reminder

 of what we have.

 

 It reminds me of 

a little bit of blarney and 

if you think 

I may have gotten my seasons mixed up

 (talking about Mardi Gras last week and 

blarney today) 

it is just a side effect 

from too much time on my hands and 

doing everything I can

 to direct

 my attention elsewhere!!!

...Judy...

"Ye've got to sing an' dance fer years,

Ye've got t' romp an'play

An' learn to love the things ye have by usin' 'em each day;

Even the roses 'round the porch must

Blossom year by year

Afore they'come a part of'ye, suggestin' someone dear

Who used t' love 'em long ago, an'

Trained 'em jes' t' run

The way they do, so's they would

Get the early mornin' sun,

You've got t' love each brick an' stone

From cellar up t' dome

It takes a heap o' livin' in a house

T' make it home."

Edgar Albert Guest

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 stay well  

wear your mask

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