Once in a Blue Moon

My husband and I had a misunderstanding.  Requesting that he set the potted mums that were no longer blooming over on the side of our house where they wouldn’t be seen (pots and all), he dumped them out of the pots in the woods that is to the side of our house, instead.

Ha!  Well, I suppose he is entitled to an occasional Amelia Bedelia moment, considering what he has put up with in me all of these years!  

That happened last winter. 

Imagine my surprise when we stumbled upon those mums at the edge of our woods, thriving and blooming, as if they had been planted!  Not that they make for a great picture in the middle of August in the deep south, but I want to show you anyway!

Perhaps the rare, mild summer, along with ample rain all contributed to their wellbeing!

I don’t mind that the end of summer is drawing near, but I will miss some of the blooms.  Not so much the perennials, knowing that they will return, but it is hard to let the annuals go! 

As for my coleus, there is a simple solution.  I will just break off a few pieces and root them in water.  Once rooted, they will continue to thrive through the winter after being potted and kept indoors beside a sunny window.  My grandmother always had coleus, although a different variety than these, and I’m fond of them as a result. 

I learned something today.  My husband’s SUV started running rough, and his engine light came on.  We held our breath…  But, it turns out, the only thing wrong is that the gas cap is cracked.  Not putting it on tightly can cause the same issues!  Huh! That was good to know!  Plus, I’m glad to breathe again!

I found this wonderful print at a rummage sale that I want to show you.  It was love at first sight, but then there was another layer to my delight…

After finding a name on the back, I discovered it belonged to my fourth grade art teacher!  I am so glad to have something to remember her by!

Well, if there is something that you have wanted to do “once in a blue moon,” tonight is the time to do it!  There will be a blue moon tonight, and it won’t happen again until 2015! 

Savoring the remaining remnants of summer, I wanted to take a little time to say hi to you.  But for now though, a good book and a good little friend, with a not so good, silly even, haircut awaits me.  That would be the fault of “yours truly,” I am afraid.  I wish you could have seen how embarrassed she was when the other dogs saw her after I finished.  Poor baby!  I’ve had a few haircuts myself that left me feeling that way too!  How about you?