Pretty stuff – Page 5 – Gracious Rain

April 20, 2012April 20, 2012

Finding The Dress

Ooooh, there’s something so magical about sitting on that poofy couch–watching your daughter, your baby daughter, try on one beautiful white dress after another.

Swishing past so you can touch it if you want to.

Walking a straight line just to see if the train trails behind just perfectly…as it should.

With a sash around the middle…

…or a satin ribbon?

Will it be the flowered veil, or a simple one with tiny sparkles? Decisions, decisions.

Then flouncing back to the dressing room to try another one.

And in the end our dear little bride-to-be chose the dress that made her feel most like a princess from her favorite fairy tale…as we knew she would.

Happily, I’m truly just along for the ride because the perfect dress for the biggest day in her life simply MUST be her choice. The one that feels right and makes all the searching…just stop.

The dress of her dreams.

*****

Fear not~I didn’t actually show you the one that she picked, because that would be…well, just wrong. Besides, we couldn’t risk Prince Charming getting snoopy, now could we?

April 18, 2012April 16, 2012

Our Pink Blossoms

Truth be told, I’ve never really been one to walk around outside in the yard just to snap 600 pictures of a gnarly old tree.

Until now, that is.

See, we have this incredible crab apple tree out front that–when the stars align just right–will one day be green and plain and overnight, will explode into this magical, cotton-candy-pink creation that literally takes your breath away.

No kidding. We’ve actually had people stop their cars in the middle of the road and tell us how beautiful our whole street is…

because of this one tree. But look long and hard, because it will only last a couple of days and then, the petals fade and blow away.

Funny thing is, that we’d taken this pretty thing nearly for granted for a couple of years. You know, “Oh, look–the tree’s pink again,” that sort of thing, until one time when it just didn’t ever bloom…at all.

We thought maybe it was a every-other-year type thing.

Then the next Spring we had a hard frost and when nothing blossomed in the yard anywhere, we figured the cold was to blame.

Then last April, we wondered out loud if we had done something wrong or if the tree was old and giving up, or what could possibly be the matter. Almost as if it was trying to soothe our worries, a few scant blossoms appeared…a bare handful, here and there.

So this year, we watched and waited, anxious to see if our tree still had it, or not. And to our surprise, and relief, one day we woke up to all of this…

and this…

and this.

Oh, those delicate, tissue flowers, that beautiful, perfect shade of pink–how we’ve missed you!

Welcome, welcome back.

February 11, 2012February 15, 2012

Dream House

February 3, 2012February 3, 2012

Luxury Mail

I was sitting at home minding my own business a few days ago when there was a mysterious knock on the door. Naturally, I opened it, but no one was there. Just before I came back in the house, I noticed a funny silver package on the step.

It was a strange, poofy, pouchy bag with an incredible address up in the corner. Ooooh–how cool do you have to be to get a package from Kent, England? Very, I’d say. Reminds me of Jane’s line from Pride and Prejudice to her sister Lizzy, “What news from Kent?”

But I digress…

Took me about four and a half seconds to tear that little doo-dad open and pour out…