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To New Buckets
Three weeks before her 93rd birthday , Mimi sat in a chair at the shallow edge of the Dead Sea with her toes in the water and her hands in the air. She thought, hmmm well that’s the list… she had checked the last box-a trip to the Holy Land, and with a gaze set across the still water she tells me appreciation for a lifetime of memories filled her mind~ and then…what next?
Read MoreThe Beauty of Discipline
I am a creative soul. My childhood was colored by flowers, crayons, glitter, spray paint, dancing, singing, and all things fun. But creativity without discipline can lead to calamity.
Read MoreThere Is Time
Early on, my grandmother, Mimi, showed me the beauty of reaching out to others with grace and tenderness. I watched as she served her community as a selfless volunteer and Red Cross coordinator.
Read MoreColoring the World
Color has always attracted my attention. One of my earliest childhood memories places me in the middle of our backyard flower garden, gently touching colorful petals of all shades and gazing through the trees at the bright-blue sky overhead.
Read MoreThe Golden Thread of Creativity
On my first solo trip as a wide-eyed nine-year-old, I visited cousins in South Carolina. There, I fell in love with Melrose Plantation, a beautiful low-country resort full of trees dripping Spanish moss, sparkling sunsets, and pristine white cottages.
Read MoreFor safe keeping ~ Breathing new life into heirlooms
Like me, many of you may have attended the lecture series hosted by the Antiques and Garden Show Nashville held February 1-3 at the Music City Center. Blogger Stacey Bewkes engaged guest designers in a lively and though provoking conversation for the audience.
I’m Glad You’re Here
I love grand welcomes. I learned from the master of them, my grandmother Mimi. By the time I was three years old, I knew a grand reception awaited me at her home in Laurel, Mississippi.
Read MoreA Heart-y Party!
We live in the songwriting capital of the world, where people are more aware of creativity as a commodity. I’d venture to say that here in Nashville the creative meter likely runs higher than most.
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Three weeks before her 93rd birthday , Mimi sat in a chair at the shallow edg
I am a creative soul. My childhood was colored by flowers, crayons, glitter,
Early on, my grandmother, Mimi, showed me the beauty of reaching out to
Color has always attracted my attention. One of my earliest childhood memorie
