Books by the old Leather Chair

  • Snow In The Summer
  • My Bible
  • The Power of Silence
  • What Comes Next and to Like It
  • Encore Provence
  • A Year in Provence

Wednesday, August 3, 2011


Early this morning
 the word "survive"  came to mind as I weeded the garden, filled bird feeders with seed and hummingbird feeders with nourishment.
Some plants are not doing to good in this heat.
Some will surprise me and reappear next Spring.
I am going to make my garden a little smaller next year.
Oh, but the no till soybeans coming up are surviving.
Green and lush they looked this early morning.
the new clematis planted several months ago
is doing well.
This word also reminded me
of myself.
I am a survivor.
Ever thankful....


Tabor said...

You ARE a survivor and have a rich and full life of memories to prove it. That clematis is lovely.

Sharon said...

I appreciate your positive attitude. This is the right word for me to focus on today, too.

the wild magnolia said...

Survival is a motivating instinct, nudging us gently forward.

You rock One Woman, you are a survivor, and provide so much for your very own self!

Good job!

Great photos and thank you, for sharing.

Beverly said...

I think of the Donna Summer song....I Will Survive!!!
I did not know clematis still bloomed this time of year???

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Beverly, years ago - I hummed that song a lot :) yes, they usually bloom until Fall.
Sandra, we have to survive or that is the end of us...

Freda said...

Your summer seems wonderful to me! May you do far more than survive.