Dear Reader:

Do you remember the “Where’s Waldo” series where you had to look through big pages of detailed pictures to find Waldo? It gave me the idea of putting famous explorers, or inventors, or presidents….any historical figure we were studying (cleverly hidden) in famous paintings of the period. It went over with a bang!

Where’s Daniel Boone or Where’s President Kennedy worked like a charm. Once each team found the famous person there was a date beside his/her name and they had to look up where he/she was on that date and its historical significance.

Well, since Thursday afternoon…if you were looking for “Where’s Boo” you would find her in Asheville. At the last minute Tommy, Kaitlyn, and me (plus Pip and Atticus) went to Asheville to stay at a friend of Kaitlyn’s who was away on business and told Kaitlyn to just come on in.

At first I was a little hesitant at the idea…but the more I thought about it …it started to grow on me. The mountains in the fall with all their beauty…why not? If we stayed at home, more likely than not we would probably be sitting in the dark eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches over the weekend.

Obviously I am going to be anxious to see how my home and garden fared….will be back in tomorrow (Sunday.)

I want to send a big shout-out to Sam Clark for coming over and helping me get deck furniture put up and lots of other odds and ends. He was definitely a messenger from God Wednesday afternoon. And Donna…thanks for the “loan.”

This was a picture of my garden….pretty bare with hanging baskets, flags, bottle trees, chimes and other decorative attire put up…but, surprisingly, also beautiful in its simplicity. I might just leave all the “extras” put up until spring and give the garden a natural siesta time this fall and winter.

So until tomorrow….anticipation and hope until I return home.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

My last glance at my garden Thursday morning made me smile. Like in the title photo… my Encore azaleas were blooming at their full beauty, the long-stemmed sunflowers were full of blooms, the confederate rose is still in waiting with buds about to burst open, and the morning glories were popping their blooms like popcorn. Oh…my faithful little garden!