I once loved to sing. I sang in school choirs as I was growing up. I credit my high school chorus teacher for instilling a passion in me for singing. He made choir performances fun and very entertaining. He selected songs for us to sing from various show tunes such as Oliver, My Fair Lady and South Pacific. He stretched our voices and tested our ranges. He encouraged me to audition for a soprano part in a small ensemble. My audition music was O What A Beautiful Morning from Oklahoma. I was pleased to learn that I had been selected to be a part of the group and we went on to perform in musical programs for the school and at various community events.
Through the years, I became a part of music groups in churches. I helped lead worship on some praise teams, sang in church choirs and even did some solo performances. Then there was a long time when I pulled back. Either I felt like I was getting older and did not want to be on stage anymore, the music had become too contemporary and unfamiliar to me or I became involved in other areas of service. I still enjoyed accompanying my daughter when she played the guitar for family get-togethers or in more private settings when we worshipped together at our home.
Since my daddy was a classical cellist, music has always been a big part of my life and stirs my soul. It has never left me, it just has become more subdued and pushed deeper inside of me.
Recently, in church I was asked if I would like to join the praise team again. At first I was hesitant. The members of the group are talented musicians. At first, I felt inadequate since I had not been involved musically in a while. I decided to step out in faith to offer up my voice once again in worship.
It has been a season of growth for me. I am learning new songs and harmonies. The experience has been very rewarding. I have learned that one is never too old to learn something new if we will just be humble, make ourselves available and have a teachable spirit.
My first attempt at growing sunflowers from seed proved to be quite successful this summer.
The Knock Out Roses are not affected by the heat and drought.
The crape myrtles are in their glory now. This is a stunning miniature variety called Cherry Dazzle.
Since my last post, we have had a long drought in South Carolina. If there is rain in the area, it seems to skirt us and we miss it. I have been watering my plants diligently but am now beginning to lose some. I have focused on my newest plantings but older ones have started to get neglected. My once beautiful petunias on the back porch dried up weeks ago. My planters on the front porch have only survived since it is a shady spot most of the day. A rosemary plant that is generally pretty hardy near my back patio has bit the dust. My new camellia has been struggling as it is just beyond reach from my garden hose and the water it gets comes only when I concentrate on it with the fullest power of the spray head attachment. My new purple-leafed crape myrtles are also beyond reach of the hose so I have had to resort to carrying buckets to water them.
I had great plans for my vegetable garden. It started out beautifully. The tomato and cucumber plants took off due to the early rains of summer. Then the weeds started to grow. I tried putting loads of mulch around to try to keep the weeds down. The hotter it got, the more they grew and the less I wanted to go out in the heat to battle with them. Before long I gave out and the weeds took over. I have decided that next year I will put black weed block in the garden as mulching alone isn’t enough. On the plus side, my sunflowers look great if you can overlook the weeds.
I am glad I decided to go with the hardiest plants in my ornamental garden as weather conditions can be pretty severe here in the heart of the summer. We have had several weeks now when the temperatures have risen to the upper 90’s or near the 100 degree mark on the thermometer.
As I am writing this, I hear thunder. If we get rain, I am tempted to go outside and dance in it as it has been such a long period of sweltering heat. It is amazing how long periods of severe weather zap energy and lead to an overall depression of mood. The thought of rain suddenly revives me and lifts my spirit.
This is also true spiritually. We need times of refreshing and renewal in the long haul on our spiritual journey if we are to stay strong and endure the fight or race we call life. We also need to stay on top of keeping bad things out of the garden of our mind and heart if we want to produce abundant and healthy fruit.
I was returning a plant to a local Home Depot store today. It was a crape myrtle with purple leaves. I thought there was only one variety but apparently there are several. I had already planted one in my yard . It was supposed to have pink flowers. I missed reading the label that said this crape had red flowers. Being the OCD gardener that I am, I had to return it to get another one to match the one already planted.
I ran to get a buggy to haul the crape to the return aisle at the store. I parked it near my car and went around the back to unlock the back door. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the buggy beginning to roll down a slight incline. It was headed straight for a blue SUV in a space parallel to mine. I watched as it banged the front left fender of the other car. Upon closer inspection, I found an orange mark on the other car from paint off of the buggy. I felt horrible! I decided to go into the store to report what had happened. I spoke to the man at the checkout counter. I explained what happened and was prepared to leave my name on a piece of paper should someone file a complaint. The man stood with his mouth open in amazement. He said that it is very rare for anyone to report an incident like that anymore. He said most people wouldn’t think twice about walking away from damaging another vehicle these days.
How sad it seems to realize that the days of doing the right thing out of “common” courtesy for our fellow man are becoming quite uncommon.
I still believe in complimenting others for jobs well done. I believe in paying forward acts of kindness, looking for ways to make people feel appreciated. I believe in helping older people, those less fortunate or children. I believe in giving away without expecting anything in return. I believe in saying “please” and “thank you.” I believe in writing thank you notes, sending get well cards or notes of encouragement and remembrance. I believe in responding to invitation RSVPs, returning phone calls or emails. I believe in doing hard work and not looking for shortcuts when I am being paid for a job. I believe in giving others good tips for serving me. I believe in paying and not cheating on my income taxes as well as paying the bills I owe. I believe that I should return money that is not owed to me or does not belong to me. I often pick up trash that is strewn along the street in my neighborhood. I donate clothing to Goodwill and small items to the AmVets. I give to my church. I take welcome treats to new neighbors.
These are just a few of the common courtesies that I have been taught. We should serve others as in the golden rule, not expecting things back from others but treating others as we would like to be treated. By definition courtesy is displaying excellence in social conduct. It is polite, respectful or considerate behavior and acts of expression. It is living life unselfishly and looking for ways to be a blessing to others. It is not looking for ways to take advantage of others.
We finally did it! We were tired of looking at the weeds in the back corner of our yard that had slowly grown wild since we moved into our house almost five years ago. It has been one of those projects we kept saying we would get around to one day. It seemed too overwhelming to take on. I never could do it alone. My husband works long hours and never has energy for big projects anymore so it was one of those things that got put on the bottom of the “honey-do” wish list. We decided to hire some help.
I should have taken a before picture so you could see how overgrown the garden plot had gotten. Trust me, it was a mess! A friend’s husband cleared the garden plot and tilled it for me. He is Peruvian and speaks broken English. My daughter attended college with his wife. They live in a nearby community and have stayed friends. Last summer, Amanda travelled with them to do mission work at his family’s church in Peru.
My new yard guy does gardening the way he did it in Peru. He uses a machete to clear out debris. He does it faster than anyone I know working with power equipment. Coming from the jungles of Peru, he has seen a lot of jungle creatures of the slithery sort. Those things do not bother him like they scare me. He told me he killed 4 snakes as he was clearing my garden. Two were small and two were of average size. He showed me the smaller ones. One appeared to be a copperhead. It was greyish with brown markings. That’s all I need to know. A snake is a snake and I don’t want them around. My Cavalier would probably try to kill and eat a snake as she does the lizards on my back porch so I have avoided letting her go near that section of the yard. I feel much better now knowing those snakes are gone.
I began laying out landscaping fabric to make walkways through the garden. I added newspaper for an additional weed block. I used man power to carry bags of mulch into the garden since it is at the bottom of our hilly backyard. We spread out the mulch on top of the landscaping fabric. I used 100% cedar shavings as it is supposed to be a deterrent to insects. I am trying to go as organic as possible. Next came the stepping stones and rounded edgers for a circular bed in the middle of the garden. I plan on making this area the herb garden. I will have four quadrants in the rest of the garden, two for flowers and two for vegetables.
I will keep you posted on the progress of my garden.
I am working on pot- scaping in my garden. At a recent gardening symposium, I learned to make potted plants interesting by mixing together a variety of plants. You want first to add a focal plant that has the height in the middle of the pot. This is called the thriller. A pencil post holly or boxwood works well here as it stays evergreen throughout the year. These typically only can stay in a pot a couple of years as they will outgrow the pot and need to be transplanted. A dwarf ornamental grass would work well here also. There are some pretty red fountain grasses available at plant nurseries.
Secondly, you want to add plants to fill the pot or the fillers. A mixture of colors and textures are good to fill in. You might add some flowering plants as well as plants with interesting leaf textures for continued interest throughout the season.
Lastly, the spiller is plants that cascade down the edges of the pot. There are a lot of these to choose from in flowering forms. You could choose a “wave” petunia which come in a wide variety of colors. For interesting foliage or contrast I like creeping jenny or sweet potato vines for a shot of Chartreuse. There is a red potato vine as well. Ivy or Vinca vine are commonly used also.There are some pretty variegated green and white species that are stunning in pots. Any plant with white coloring adds a pop to a pot.
The thriller, filler, spiller principle applies to artificial arrangements as well. Here I have put in floral picks with height, filled in with some colorful Hydrangea and even added fruit for interest. The draping grapes and ferns are the spiller in this arrangement.
On my front porch I have filled a pot with a variety of plants. An asparagus fern is my focal or thriller. The colorful coleus and begonias fill in with pops of red and yellow. The ivy is the spiller over the edges of the pot.
Here is a picture of the Fashionata Camellia that we won.
Last weekend my mother and I had the opportunity and privilege of attending a glorious display of prize-winning camellias in our community. The show was sponsored by the Charlotte Camellia Society and was located at the historic White House in Rock Hill, South Carolina. Every color combination of traditional camellia flowers were on display as well as a few rare varieties. Colors ranged from pale white, blush pink to fuchsia pink, and deep tones of red. There were variegated species with peppermint candy striped flowers in combinations of red and white or pink and white. Some of the prize blossoms measured over 5 inches in diameter. Smaller blossoms measuring only 2 inches in width also won prizes. Some hybrids were created by crossing ruffled varieties with more commonly shaped camellia blossoms. The results were flowers with interesting ruffled centers. Some were grown in protected greenhouse environments while others were grown outdoors.
These were some of the unusual hybridized flowers.
We entered a raffle contest as we began the tour. To our delight and surprise, one of Mom’s tickets was drawn. The type of camellia that she won is called Fashionata. Isn’t it stunning?Mom later said that she thinks God blessed her with a beautiful camellia to replace those she had given up at her former home that she had nurtured for years. She gave it to me to plant in my yard since she doesn’t have a lot of room to grow plants at her condo. My husband planted it yesterday in a sheltered spot near our house a close distance from our bedroom window so that I can admire it.