PJ loves the cottage. That's all I can say. He is okay with the Marietta townhouse, but he loves the cottage; and most mornings, you can find him sleeping in different rooms. The sun porch is cold now, so he is in the bedrooms. Whenever I walk in on him, like I did last Saturday, [...]
I still love the old cotton mill in Toccoa, but I'm afraid its fate is sealed. Who wants an old mill in this area. In Atlanta, it would be developed into cool condos with thriving places to eat nearby. Here, it sits on a hill alone and abandoned except for occasionally being used for a [...]
Chipley loves lambs. He whines and begs them to come closer. He also loves brown cows, but I can't say the same about black cows. I think it is an "eye thing"! He can't see the eyes of a black cow clearly so he does his "ruuuufff" thing that means I'm about to go into a [...]
This may sound corny, but when I see these photos I just want to sing! Here comes the sun Here comes the sun, and I say, It's all right Little darling It's been a long, cold lonely winter Little darling It feels like years since it's been here Here comes the sun Here comes the [...]
Got everything unloaded last night and settled in the cottage and realized that the sky in Toccoa was going to put on a light show for me. The sunset was absolutely beautiful. Everything was in full bloom. Dusty had trimmed the lawn and all the bushes. And "Evelyn" the Wisteria vine was blooming again. I [...]
I can't say that Lake Yonah is my favorite lake, but it is close to my favorite. The truth is all the lakes in northeast Georgia are in a tie for number one. But this is certainly one of the sweetest lakes in the area. The "seed" lakes are all in a chain and feed [...]
Honeysuckle always makes me think of summer and a time when I was young. My friends and I would spend hours beneath the honeysuckle vine that grew in my parent's backyard talking about all kinds of things but mostly discussing what we were going to do when we grew up. I wanted to be a [...]
It's time to wake up for one of Chipley's cows! This little guy was so chilled out. I couldn't resist taking his photo. And these guys were sleepy, sleepy, sleepy—in a field full of grass. No one was even concerned that I had a camera and was taking their photo.