I’m a bit late, but better late than never.
We decided it might be easier if we took photos every day, but instead, chose our favorite seven from the week instead of highlighting one from every day. (Because, honestly, who wants to look at seven photos of Lucy taken in the middle of the night because I forgot to take a photo that day? Exactly. Nobody.)
Here’s this week’s selections:
Tuesday, March 30 at 11:19 p.m.: The mantle above the fireplace in my home. The same one that my mother, Doniree, and I redecorated after I moved in. (We also moved the Ragan painting, but that is another story for another time.) So hello Italian town watercolors, fleur-de-lis and glass eggs.
Wednesday, March 31 at 6:38 p.m.: Lucy doesn’t like having her photo made, and she makes all sorts of strange faces whenever the camera comes out. When this photo was taken, I was talking to her, and she, obviously, was looking up at me skeptically as I placed the camera on the ground and snapped away.
Wednesday, March 31 at 6:41 p.m.: I love watching the light at my little condo throughout the day, and I find it fascinating that the afternoon sunshine, especially during golden hour, shines so brightly on the patio. The bright gold light changes the bricks from muddy to vibrant.
Friday, April 2 at 6:07 p.m.: Everything has started to bloom in Nashville during the past two weeks, and it has been no different at the condos. All of our trees are carrying blooms of this brilliant magenta-ish purple or gold. Two fantastic colors, if I do say so myself…
Sunday, April 4 at 3:59 p.m.: For the past three years, my mother has come to visit me where I have lived for Easter. One year in Baton Rouge, the next in Hattiesburg and this year in Nashville. It has become a tradition of ours to plant my “garden” (I use this word loosely considering I don’t have a yard — only pots), make an Easter etouffee and eat chocolate cake. This year was no different, and it was amazing.
Sunday, April 4 at 4:28 p.m.: Another planting photo, though I love the close-up for this one. My mother knows what she’s doing, and she has a very green thumb. I can only hope I will learn all her skills in the coming years to one day be able to plant my own garden without her expert help. Just her advice over the phone. Haha.
And that’s it for this past week!
How was your Easter? Do you have any traditions for the day?