Before the blooms of the winter flowering bulbs have completely faded, the faithful Azalea graces us with her abundant blooms, no matter what the weather. This one is near the front porch of The Cypress House.
I’m not sure of her name, but this particular type is very popular down here and grows almost as tall as a house. They are absolutely gorgeous right now. Enjoy!
Back in September, I wrote a post about this blog being five years old and asked you to share your stories with us. You did so in great fashion, and I thoroughly enjoyed each one of them. The comments seemed to have stopped now, so it’s time for me to keep my end of the bargain and do the drawing.
As of 2:25 p.m. CST today, that cracked tooth has been thoroughly drilled, picked, probed, rinsed, prodded, packed, and sealed. Dr. Bohning’s nimble fingers flashed past my face in a blur as he turned what was possibly a 90-minute procedure into a 50-minute task. I was very shaky at first and was getting mad at…
FIRST: YOU DO NOT MAKE A ROUX (roo)!!!
Seriously. I mean that, I really do. If you are “roux challenged”, then fret no more. This little recipe right here is going to set you free. And it’s just in time for all those leftover mudbugs that nobody ever wants to peel, and because most of us stuff ourselves to the point of bursting the day of the crawfish boil, we don’t care to see another boiled bug until maybe next weekend!
I know that people really can’t “roll in the grave”, which is what, if it were humanly possible, my teetotaling Great Grandmother Adelaide would have been doing last night while I was bottling up and capping said spirits in the kitchen long after everyone else had begun to slumber. Maybe the fact that I waited to do this late at night, in quiet solitude means somewhere back in my ancestry, there might have been some moon shiners doing the same thing in the backwoods of northern Alabama. But wait, Great Grandmother was a teetotaler.
and mud on my truck! Sing it with me now! Buh buh buuuuuh, buh buh buh buuuuuuh . . . . Okay, snapping back to the present and not the sixties, or was it early seventies? Against a negative feeling, I agreed to take Termite duck hunting at a different place this morning. Last night,…
It was our oldest son’s 27th birthday, and he absolutely was surprised, as you will see below! But first, what do you think he wanted to do the actual day of his birthday? Yep, he wanted to go fishing with Mom. I was touched that he wanted to spend the day with me. We chased…
Boy, do you have me homesick now! I haven’t missed an azalea bloom in 30 years. Spring in LA is the best time of the year.
I’m sorry! They are so gorgeous, though!
GORGEOUS color! Man, I need spring. Bad.
Come on down!!!
Those are good old-fashioned Formosa azaleas. They can be spotted all over the south, growing and blooming like bright petticoats around house foundations and trees. Just beautiful but the blooming period is so short-lived. But so glorious!
Thanks or naming them, Patricia!
Beautiful. Love the new header. I’m contemplating one myself.
I can’t wait!
oh how I remember driving up Fairfield Ave in Shreveport and seeing that (now old fashioned) variety of azaleas as tall as the 1st story roof tops on those beautiful estate homes…..they were spectacular. Now everyone has those little dinky dwarf types….sorry, I know they are pretty, but never as breathtaking as a “wall” of large welcoming blossoms eagerly announcing spring is HERE!!! Thanks for that georgous shot and trip down memory lane…………
Deb in TX
sorry to doubledip…but I also remembered when I was in nursing school & living on Dudley/Highland with a bunch of medstudents James (a toddler) was enthralled with azaleas.. He absolutely could not pass by those large, bright blooms without literally “embracing” them. It was so sweet, yet challenging, for he would NOT budge until he got his fill of appreciating those graceful pink sirens…………….I just had to learn to leave earlier…………….lol.
Deb the double dipper in TX
I always love your comments.!!! You really take me back, Deb. My mom used to make a special trip out to Fairfield just to see the Azaleas in bloom!