Well, it is that time of year again. The family room is filled with comforters and matching pillows, miniature refrigerators, milk crates, computers, boom boxes, TVs, floor rugs. I think you get the picture. It is time for your baby to move to a college campus.
It is a bittersweet moment at the end of summer, and then it hit me like a ton of bricks.
The farm at 18 House Lane in Elizabethtown does not lack foliage, flowers or special garden features.
Among other plants, red weigela, Shasta daisies, cleome, sunflowers, lemon queen and crepe myrtle provide attractive flora for butterflies, finches and hummingbirds. For Joni House Webb and her husband, Ed, any number of areas, including a patio set near a koi pond and seating area in a Zen garden, offer places of tranquil repose.
“We have strangers that stop and want a garden tour,” Webb said.
Where we are is very much determined by where we were.
Pivotal places that formed the foundations of our childhoods or settled in between life’s layers as we grew older can work as magnets that keep us there or pull us back again, or their essence can inspire our choices of other places in which we want to wake up.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about want and need and the differences between the two.
Growing up I remember my mother saying over and over again “You don’t need that, you want it.” In my young, deprived-of-the-latest-Barbie mind, she was being unnecessarily cruel. But of course she was right.
It’s that time of year again. Back to school for the kiddos and to the local bank for a loan for parents who buy all these school supplies.
I looked at a list for a couple fourth-graders and a sixth-grader. Can you say ridiculous? I know it has been more than 20 years since my oldest child started school, but today’s cost to get a child back to school is too high.