sounds like a great story title doesn't it? titles like that at times make me pick up books, like "cherries in the snow". i forget the author now, but i bought the book simply based on the name. but, in this case it's not the name of a book (or a blog) but instead the name of a wonderful plant nursery in jemison, alabama. the place is located out in the country and is a lush, wonderful escape from the city. they grow antique and heritage plants (especially roses) that you can't just find anywhere plus a lot of plants native to alabama.
the store is a converted country house and is surrounding by examples of their plants and trees. it looked like a wedding was taking place later in the day in the rose arbor. after wandering through the grounds (of course i took my camera) i sat with my sister and listened to the droning of the bumblebees as they flitted and fought. i got to see the wonder of a mated pair of bluebirds for the first time. bluebirds are special (just like chickadees) to me because each time my mom saw something with bluebirds she would say "bluebirds of happiness" and we would smile. funny the simple things...
fresh strawberries locally grown were bountiful and luscious. the blueberry trees were laden with berries that will ripen in a couple of weeks. there were rows and rows of strawberries blooming and will ripen and the fig trees were blooming. this is exactly the life i would want if funds were unlimited and available. all that was missing is woven hammock hung under a full shade tree and a glass of lemonade. they did, however, have coke in the tiny bottles i remember from childhood - - - and it tastes just as i remember from a glass bottle.
after ambling around...we had lunch at a barbecue place down the road (a piece as we say around here). bountiful and wonderful, but the very best part? freshly fried pies - peach was my choice. yum.
Sounds like a wonderful day! And, oh those glass coke bottles! That takes me back! My brother and I used to go to work with my grandmother at the library in her small town when we'd visit. The library was connected to the fire station, so every day at lunch we'd go in by the fire truck and get a glass bottle coke, I can't see one now without smiling and remembering my grandmother! Thanks for the memory!
ReplyDeleteyour images made me smile BUT your words had me shaking my yes in understanding of such a wondrous spot.
ReplyDeletethanks for taking us along with you for the day...the photos were beautiful and then when you added....coke in the little bottles....that was the icing on the cake in my book !!
ReplyDeleteah, a nice day... love that last flower pot shot! :)
ReplyDeleteI love the photos especially that one with birds...also the silhouetted tree and building.
ReplyDeleteSounds amazing. And it makes me miss the farms in Oregon...
ReplyDeleteso glad you found another place to travel to and be lost in it when you get there. so great to share it with a sister. also agree, there is nothing like a glass bottle.
ReplyDeleteI lvoe all those different coloured pots. And you are so lucky getting to see the bluebrids - I've never seen one.
ReplyDeleteSmiling at your beautiful post. And I say down the road a piece, too. I don't know why, but it's just how it is.
ReplyDeleteThis place sounds wonderful. Have a great Sunday, Char.
Garden nurseries are such havens, each one a gem, with its own personality and comfort. What a simply wonderful day you had.
ReplyDeleteLovely photos.
ReplyDeleteYour mother would have loved to visit my yard then. I have a family of bluebirds and one of chickadees. The little couples are just precious!
ReplyDeleteBrenda
i wish i could go to this place RIGHT NOW!!! how fabulous! it sounds a little bit like a wonderful place in santa cruz, ca called wisteria.
ReplyDeleteand to top a fab day off with a piece of pie? that sounds just about perfect!!!
It sounds like a beautiful place. I have never seen a bluebird, we get bluejays but not bluebirds. I especially loved the pic of the roses. Have a great Sunday
ReplyDeleteThanks for taking us along on the visit - sounds like my kind of place. I saw my first bluebirds of the year yesterday and the phrase"bluebirds of happiness" ran through my head. I wonder what that is from?
ReplyDeleteOh, that sounds like such a wonderful place! I'm so glad you found a new place to take pictures, and some fresh inspiration. :) Love the flower pot photo...
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely day out...I love visiting the old Farmers Stores...they even smell earthier than a great supermarket.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for the "Good Luck" wishes... The Show went well...I'm exhausted, I'll tell more tomorrow.
Have a great evening.
Char.
Gorgeous shots. I love the clay pots shot. I would love to come with you one day. We will have to plan a trip someday.
ReplyDeletethese images conjure up the same feelings that the words you wrote did. they both paint a lovely picture.
ReplyDeletesounds like a nice time—something you deserve, dear.
Petals from the Past sounds like such a wonderful place. i think next time i visit my brother i will make time for a trip down there. Thanks for sharing your weekend with us.
ReplyDeletei thought about driving down there yesterday but we decided to stick to our plan of going to the botanical gardens. we observed so many birds - mothers and babies and a big hawk catching a squirrel.
oh no!! poor squirrel. I was sitting here this morning watching a baby squirrel have breakfast.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful trip you have taken me on...the whole day sounds charming..and to top it off with barbecue and peach pie! Bluebirds of happiness indeed!
ReplyDeletefried pies?
ReplyDeleteOH, you make me want to come home to the South. NOW!
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