Walkin’ Uptown

As many of you know, Red River was my childhood beach.

Bank Street was the next beach up from us. Part of what we all called, “uptown”, and I can’t remember ever spending much time there as a kid.

The other night the sea breeze seemed to be blowing me in a different direction, and I found myself taking a walk along the homes that look out over Bank Street Beach. An area known way back when as The Campground.

It was almost sunset, and Bank Street beach was starting to glow.

I’ve always loved this beach for the long stairs that lead down from the waterfront homes to the shore.

And the little white fences that frame just about every rose garden that you come upon. Roses in pink, white and red…

And some very friendly peonies that reached out to me as I walked by!

Next time, I’d like to take a walk down along the shore…

And get some photos of the funkier side, too, of this tiny “uptown” community I have just added to my summer list of places to explore.

Maybe you’ll come along again!¬† ūüėČ

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Iris I May, Iris I Might

Japanese irises make me happy. All winter long I dream of seeing them again in the spring.

So last evening, when I came upon not one but TWO beautiful iris gardens, you can imagine how thrilled I was!

Surrounded by a myriad of complimentary flowers ranging from lavender to blue, the softening light coming through the iris petals and stalks literally took my breath away.

I’m not quite¬†sure what it is about Japanese irises that gives me such a feeling of well being.

All I know is, my winter-long wish to see them had come true and I simply could not stop smiling as I bid them “Goodnight.”

What’s your wish?

 

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It’s a Beauty-ful Start

Well, I finally got started on my container garden this weekend for the deck.

There will be a theme to the garden…

Both in color and inspiration.

It’ll be a lot of work, but don’t worry.

I have friends to help.

I just want to do my part. To share as much BEAUTY as possible in our world.¬† ‚̧

 

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Sunday Morning Meditation

Sunday always feels like a day of rest to me. The pace is a little bit slower, the world just a wee bit quieter.

The backyard was especially still this morning. Even the hibiscus wasn’t moving a single petal.

SallyGarden206-BlogAnd just look who came back for a visit, perching nearly motionless in the old pine tree!

SallyGarden207-BlogToday will be the perfect time to get a few ducks in a row for Monday…

SallyGarden208-BlogDo some chores around the “barn”, maybe even stop out for a nap in the afternoon.

SallyGarden209-BlogKnowing me I’ll wind up knee deep in some hat project or other, that’s usually how it goes.

SallyGarden210-BlogYet I’ll hold onto this morning and how good it all felt. When I slipped away from the busy world all around me…

And whispered “hello” to the one that’s within.

SallyGarden211-BlogThanks for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod.

Sally

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The 4th from My Mom’s Backyard

It’s been a while since I shared some photos of my Mom and her Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, GingerBelle.

MomGarden6-BlogTo celebrate the 4th, I thought it might be fun to show you what the two of them were up to today.

The Fourth is always such a day of memories and inspiration for my Mom.

MomGarden5-BlogAnd as I looked out early this morning, I could see that she had Gingerbelle out for a walk and their usual inspection of the yard.

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And Gingerbelle for her.

MomGarden10-BlogMom also lives for her gardens. Aren’t her flowers coming along nicely this summer?

MomGarden17-BlogMomGarden7-BlogWe’re trying to get Mom to gradually convert to more container gardening, just to make it a little easier on her.

MomGarden9-BlogBut good luck with THAT one! My Mom’s got farming in her blood, and there’s just no slowing her down. Not even at 88 years young!¬† ūüėČ

MomGarden18-BlogAnytime you meet my Mom, she’s always got a story to tell.

Usually about something she’s thinking of planting, or a friend she talked to when she was out on her walk that day.

MomGarden16-BlogAnd GingerBelle is sure to give you a kiss and a wiggle if you let her, the two of them are quite the pair!¬† ūüôā

MomGarden11-Blog‘Til next time, Happy Fourth everybody!

Sally

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Doot Doo Doo, Lookin’ Out My Back Door

My hat business is completely unpredictible from one day to the next, so I can’t always get to the marsh as often as I’d like to witness the beauty there.

Sometimes…

I am forced to look for the beauty…

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Right outside my door.

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It’s nothing fancy.

No tambourines or elephants, playing in a band.

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But there sure is beauty.

Doot doo doo, lookin’ out my back door.

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Thanks for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod!

Sally

Soft Petals in Summer

We’ve settled into our typical “dog days of August” and I’ll tell you, our tiny attic apartment without AC is not the place you’d ever want to be spending them!¬† ūüėČ

I had a huge pile of work¬†in the studio yesterday that needed to be done. Wedding hats were ready for their final hand stitching, the new hats for this season’s “Hats Off to the Horses” of Old Friends were staring at me. awaiting further brainstorms.

And then I heard the mew. My Marmee was talking to me…

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My husband calls¬†her¬†“Soft Petals” which describes her to a T. Without a doubt¬†Marmee is the sweetest, most connecting creature¬†I have ever known.

And she was talking to me, giving me that look. The look that says,

Come follow me…

I followed her into the living room, and I knew what she wanted. I got the stool out, opened the front door, and up she hopped.

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The warm, sultry air swept into the room and I could see that it excited her as much as it did me. I¬†have written¬†about¬†Marmee being my muse, this Milliner’s Muse. Its uncanny how often she senses when I need to stop, when I just need to take a moment¬†and do something different.

Like¬†opening the front door…

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We both looked down and saw my Mom busy in her garden…

Her Gingerbelle watching her every move.

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I checked out my own deck garden, thrilled to see that everything seemed to be thriving in the summer heat.

Just then Marmee looked up, sensing¬†movement¬†somewhere in the bushes…

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It never ceases to amaze me, the amusing creatures¬†that you wouldn’t find anywhere else, right here¬† outside my door…

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I stood there beside Marmee, we sniffed the sea breeze together…

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I could easily have spent the entire day in the studio. I was all set to do just that.

Until a gentle mew pulled me away, encouraging me to see the world for a little while through her eyes.

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And as I headed back to the studio that afternoon, I worked along better than ever. Dreaming of the  in the sunlight, the flowers, my Mom in her garden.

And my sweet¬†Soft Petals in summer…

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Thank you for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod!

‘Til next time,

Sally