I think if I start an all girl band, that’s what I’m gonna name the group.
I snapped these photos from the backseat as we zipped past the farms and meandered through the lovely countryside. We even found a little honor system farm stand in the middle of nowhere.
How about that eclipse.
Did y’all see or not see the solar eclipse? In our neck of the woods, it was most disappointing. It barely got dark and all the animals acted as they always do and so did we – well, except for walking around wearing welding helmets and a pitch fork thing.
I see the moon and the moon sees me.
My dad used to sing that to me when I was a little girl.
For as long as I can remember, I have had a thing for all things moon. The first piece of jewelry Mr. Cottage gave to me over thirty years ago, was a gold lady in the moon necklace. I still wear it almost every day.
I found this envelope down in the floor joist, where Mr. Cottage opened up the old part of the house to the new addition. I wondered…
Who was Lottie Moon?
Turns out she and the women in her family were quite fascinating, leading the way for women in many arenas. Lottie Moon was a local, born right here in our neighboring county, of Albemarle.
Charlotte Digges “Lottie” Moon was a Southern Baptist missionary to China with the Foreign Mission Board who spent nearly 40 years living and working in China. Wikipedia
Lottie Moon the Missionary. Lottie Moon the Broody Hen.
Striking resemblance. – Just sayin’.
About the time I found this envelope, we had our first non-Buff Orpington hen, go broody. She is a Delaware – a heritage breed chicken. We have four of them, only one had a name at that point, Minny Pearl. The other three I have just been calling Miss Delaware. Somehow, it seemed once one of them went broody, she needed a real name. Lottie Moon was a timely discovery, and so our broody girl got named. Miss Lottie Moon is setting on 8 eggs, as of the last check. We should have little moon chicks running amuck in about two more weeks.
I also have this complete fascination for Moon Flowers – Ipomoea alba a tropical climbing vine. You might say I’m moon struck. Bwaa HA HA – I crack myself up. Moon flowers enchant me from their heart-shaped leaves to their twisty soft-serve ice cream style buds to their trumpet-shaped flowers that only bloom in the evening when everything else has closed up tight for the night. The seed packets say they are fast growing and quick blooming, maybe in the tropics – because I plant the seeds early in the spring and then I wait and wait. Then I wait some more and finally just as summer is winding down, they finally bloom. White magic, lightly scented and totally romantic in the take a walk under the glow of the moon kind of way.
I wanted to name our place Moon Flower Cottage at Red Dirt Farm, but that seemed a mouthful.
Well, that’s all for today. Thanks for being here.
Pray for Texas