As I look out at the scorched earth of a Southern summer, Somnolent bees nuzzling thirsty petals in the lazy breeze, I wipe the sweat from my brow, grateful for this season of life. I am in my own summer, youth no longer at my beck and call. I feel the whispers of fall, the … More The Scorched Earth
Marley is not a true royal princess- I mean, she does live in the ‘hood and she’s not a purebred Husky- but, she has been exhibiting some princess-like behaviors lately. I can’t say that I blame our sweet girl one bit, though. Let me explain… Birmingham is in the throes of a heatwave and it … More The Princess and the Heatwave
Birmingham is in the midst of a heatwave, with ‘feels like’ temperatures in the triple digits…and our upstairs air conditioning system decided to stop working yesterday afternoon- on a Saturday. Why do these things always happen on weekends? Our second floor feels like an oven, and we are baked Chez Gainey until the repairman can … More Dreamin’ and Steamin’
The air is so thick and heavy, I feel like I could wring it out with my hands or drape it around me like some heavy woolen shawl. Another Alabama summer is here, hot and humid as they come. I walked underneath the canopy of Magnolias and Mimosas as the birds sang, grateful for a brief respite … More A Southern Walk
The color of summer, Verdant, Rich with a palate both soft and vivid. A languidness fills my bones, Time seems suspended As gentle breezes caress my check. Memories of summers long past, Of carefree youth, Of days when summer had no end. I remember, I smile, And let the warm wind caress me yet again.