Can it possibly be?

Jabberwoky said, “Do you realize that 1/3 of the year is almost gone?”

Oh, wait–her math may not be right (she’s better at inspiration than figures)—four months are gone by the end of April, and divide that by twelve months, and yes!  She is right!  That is 1/3 of the year.

Which means, of course, for moi, only six months until I begin the great installation.  What installation?  CHRISTMAS TREES, of course.

I begin November 1.  But all must be in readiness—including every single one of the cast of characters.  And characters they will be—if Jabber has her way.   And the decorations are almost entirely from brocanting, which means much brocanting will happen between now and the end of October.

Would you like a peek at what Jabberwocky has been thinking?  (Sometimes even I don’t know for sure…….)  Well, here ‘tis:

1.  Victorian Tree in living room

2.  Family room—a second Victorian tree, but very different

3.  Kitchen tree:  Real gingerbread

4.  Bedroom tree:  1920’s/1930’s

5.  Office:  the 1940’s/1950’s tree

6.  The Austere Tree—I must make this one!

7.  Upstairs family room:  Toy Story Tree. 

8.  Front bedroom, upstairs:  Santa

9.  Cowboy Tree in back bedroom

10.  Craft Room:  Angels (maybe)

11.  Somewhere:  Winter Olympic tree

“So, why only 11 trees this year?  I happen to know for a fact that you’ve got more than 11 Christmas trees.  You just bought another one!” asked Jabberwocky.

“These were the ideas which popped into YOUR head, Jabberwocky!  You told me these!  YOU think up more if you want them.”

“Okey Dokey!” said Jabberwocky. 

And with that, she was off………….

All I know is that I’ve got a lot of work to do between now and November 1…………….and it is time to get more plans down on paper.  Before Jabber thinks of more tree ideas. 


last year’s kitchen tree.


Mad Hatter’s Tea Party tree (topper) from last year.

Not exactly Paris

“Why can’t we go to Paris?” asked Jabberwocky.

Well, we could have. 

There is Paris, France, and then there is Paris, TN and Paris, IL and likely many Parises I don’t even know about. 

Paris, France—a lovely idea, I thought—but alas, we ran out of time (and money) and so……..we chose to stay around here this morning to brocante.

(Evidently Cupcake, finding out our plans, was most upset and opted to sleep in.  I think we may have broken her heart not going to Paris this weekend—I hope we didn’t though.  And Vanna had other obligations and, I fear, was tired of being trapped in the back seat, having to arrange everything for the rest of us for storage as we bought our way through the last brocanting sessions.  Well, perhaps the next time we go?  Perhaps they will choose to come along and maybe we WILL go to Paris, France.  I would not count upon it, however.)

So, off we went on this fine morning—Sosew, Girlfriend, Thumper and me, Jabberwocky.



Sosew in the blue, Girlfriend in the black top conferring with a seller. 


Thumper is seriously, very seriously, considering this battery operated lantern—in case we lose electricity.


She bought it!  (Bunnies do not like to be in the dark.)

At some point, Girlfriend scarfed up this, well, uh…this scarf.  And then she wore it for the duration.  And Thumper located a new purse to go with her new shoes—here they are modeling:


We do stop to smell the roses—and if not roses, to admire the various flowers and yards and gardens, like this:


And to grab a bite to eat—we were really tired by then!


But, we were happy!


Except, evidently, for Girlfriend who had removed her scarf by then and must have been missing it?

Sosew was happy with her purchases and showing off the $1 metal lampshade Girlfriend acquired.


Thumper is happy too!


Actually, she has just been freed from the back—she was digging to get things out!  (Keep in mind Thumper IS a bunny, and bunnies do, occasionally, dig.  So, what can I tell you?)

Well, I can tell you what I bought—some of the items:


Metal hooks that look like dresses.  $5.  Unsure where I’ll hang this, but it certainly is novel.

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Two purses, each $4.  My REAL name begins with “M”—but my middle name begins with “J”—you knew that, though, right?


Two Sock Rabbits!  $1 each.  They will appear, I believe, at Christmas time.  (At least, that’s what they told Thumper.)

And in a free bag:



(I felt safe bringing them home as they are not Panda bears.  They are Coke-drinking bears.  And did I mention, they were all  FREE?)

And some other real treasures for nominal cost!  It was a really wonderful morning.  I believe we are just practicing for our trip to Paris, France where we will take the brocantes by storm!

(“Oh, you will believe anything, won’t you Jabberwocky?” I asked. 

“No, not anything.  I do not, for example, believe you actually bought ANOTHER Christmas tree.  But you did.”

“Yes, but I’d just hate to run SHORT you know….and it was only $6 and it is 6 foot tall—that is $1 a foot!”)


For once, I have left Jabberwocky speechless. 

Racing update

Every one finished the half marathon!  Not just the girls and especially my Daughter-in-law (third from left) I reported on earlier,


but also:

My daughter:


My granddaughter and her father, my son-in-law:

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Our Leader and her running partner (no photo of him):


And walking the half, their second half marathon:  Maisie (of tree-trimming fame) and Realtor!

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The Racers

They came, they ate and slept and then they left—it was a whirlwind!

It is the day of the Great Race.  Daughter-in-law arrived with entourage last evening, coming from the far-off North, well, Illinois, actually, and excited, all of them, about their first half marathon. 

I fed them Baked Ziti, salad and bread.  They brought wine, red, for the occasion and their enthusiasm which was the best part of it all.  How exhilarating to be around such vibrant young women!

Here are a few photos:


Are they not all gorgeous?  Ah yes, I thought so as well!


My two favorites, not just for the race, either!  Daughter on left and Daughter-in-law on right.  Beauties, aren’t they?  How lucky I am to have such enthusiasm envelop my home, even it if seems way too short a time.


Son-in-law, really my second son, is very patient.  He is married to Daughter.  Handsome, supportive, intelligent—oh, now I am just bragging about my family, aren’t I? (I am allowed, yes?)  And, he brought CUPCAKES for dessert! 


The girls all had these shirts on, matching shirts.  It is the first half marathon for all, except Daughter who caught the ‘bug’ a few years ago.  It seems contagious!


This morning as they are leaving to go to the race, about 5:15.


It is cool, cloudy, but promises to be perfect weather for racers.  I wish them all well—most of all, I hope they have a lot of fun!

Tonight they will celebrate, and stay in a hotel downtown.  It was so delightful to have them here, even only briefly.

The day is dawning.  It is time for me to get ready for sales.  I, too, shall have fun today, of a different sort.  I shall report!


Early morning green

In late April, after last night’s storm.  A moment to be grateful.




First light coming through the trees—it is blue skies today, I hope.


The mint has taken over the herb garden.  I shall have to get busy, and soon.  It is cool and crisp and very lovely this morning, about 5:45 a.m.  And that is Harpethview—well, near the Harpeth—at the dawn of a lovely late April day.

I have already received some happy news this morning—a friend’s medical procedure went well and he is out of danger.  I’ve read a couple of inspiring blog posts, and I’m looking forward to having my daughter-in-law and her friends coming tonight.  Tomorrow, it shall be another brocanting morning with friends.  The day is starting out on happy notes.  I shall sing while cleaning and cooking today, happy in the tasks.

Guest bedroom

The “cowboy” room is now ready for adult guests who are coming tomorrow night.   The trundle bed is moved to the other side of the room, some of the decorator items stashed in the staircase storage, and the room is set up for overnight guests.


Above:  old quilt on one bed.  Below, removed much of the kids’ toys, storing them in the staircase storage.  A guest can place her suitcase on the top shelf.




Here, below, is the trundle bed.  It fits perfectly in the allotted space.


A few views of old quilts, made by my Mother in the 1930’s, I believe.  Both quilts were made by her, hand quilted, with help from my Grandmother.  I recall being told that some of the quilt pieces were scraps of fabric from my Mother’s clothing. The quilts have stayed in storage most of the time, in a closet, folded up, inside pillow cases. 


And the reverse side below—all hand quilted.  They are both in almost pristine condition.  (I do not think the yellow-bordered one has ever been cleaned.)





  The edges are scalloped.image


Old quilts show such fine handiwork and I do appreciate these, although I don’t often use them.  This is what my Mother did, before the television era—many hours spent quilting. 

Well, That Was Easy

We need to find another easy button.  For Girlfriend.

Some of you know that Girlfriend had a  life-threatening accident August 1 of last year.  She spent months in the hospital and rehabilitation and recuperation at home.  We are very lucky she has recovered so well.  We have cheered each and every accomplishment.  But, this takes the cake!

Yesterday, I more or less announced to our walking group, “Girlfriend and I will be walking at Riverwalk every Tuesday and Thursday mornings until she masters the walk.”

You understand, I was thinking Girlfriend and I would be walking quite a while before she would walk the entire 3 miles. even though she has walked 2 miles or more a couple of times. 

This morning, Thumper, Girlfriend and I set out for our trek, pausing at the 1.25 mile marker:


And then, to my surprise, continuing on to the end:


which is 1.5 miles total.

And then we walked back. 




Next challenge, please? 


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