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Showing posts with label southern. Show all posts
Showing posts with label southern. Show all posts

Saturday, October 6, 2018

Front Porch

I warned Mike when we put in the new driveway that we were going to have to do a little sprucing up on the front side of the house and around the porch since people would be driving right toward it each time they came in the driveway.  So, soon we had a landscaper come in and trim up the shrubbery.  The paint on the railing was flaking off and looking rather worse for the wear.  So, we called in a painter.

Back at Christmas, we noticed that the rail leading up the steps on the left side had pulled away from the post on the porch.  Then, just before the painter came, we noticed that the rail on the right side had pulled away from the post at the bottom of the steps and many of the pickets were just dangling.  So, as one thing leads to another, we decided that the rail had to be torn away.

One afternoon, Mike and I used a short pry bar and the rails easily pulled the rest of the way away from the porch.  Then, he pushed on the posts at the foot of the steps and fairly easily got them loose enough to pull up and load into the back of the ATV.  We debated on leaving it with no railing leading up the steps because we liked the open, clean look.  Then, we talked about how it could be a safety hazard and we are easing toward our sixties.  So, that lead to us knowing that we needed some sort of railing.

Mike talked to a couple of folks and learned that a young man who lived nearby made and installed metal railing.  Soon, we learned that the young man is my first cousin, Michael!  So, Mike called him and asked him to come measure.  We scoured the internet for photos of the look we wanted and sent him a text message showing him what we were wanting.  So, in a couple of weeks we will have new railing leading up the steps!  In the meantime, the painter has come and spiffed up the porch rails and posts and we have a clean new look.

Below are some pictures that we used for inspiration in painting the porch railing.  I liked the idea of having the top rail a dark color.  Mike wasn't so sure about it but trusted me enough to go with it.
The link I'd saved to Pinterest was no longer good but this was called: The Sumter - Allison Ramsey Architects.

I learned that this look was using a color called Charleston Green.  Southern Living tells more about Charleston Green:

Local legend says that Charleston Green, a green so deep it looks black, came about after the Civil War when Union troops sent buckets of black paint to help rebuild the decimated town. Colorful Charleston residents couldn’t bear the thought of their Holy City being painted government-issued black, so they tinted the paint with yellow and green, creating Charleston’s signature greenish-black accent color.

I've always thought of myself as a rebellious southerner, so Charleston Green became the color I opted for on our top porch rail.  I think it ties in the shutters and roof and really makes the house look polished and southern.

As I was scouring the internet looking for railing for the steps, I saw a few houses which had the top rail painted a dark color.




Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Hunting Eggs

It is an Easter tradition for the adults to hide the eggs in the front yard while the kids wait on the other side of the house.

Then, there is the getting ready part just before the hunt.

The anticipation is sometimes hard for the little fellows to bear.

And then they are off and running to scoop up the treasures!

Mike's family Easter Sunday gathering was no different.

We are very traditional southern around here.

There were eggs hidden in the tall daffodils.

There were eggs hidden in the shrubbery around the porch.

The cousin's grands, Jack and Jude joined our grands, Lillie and Lydia.

Sometimes the big kids - second graders - hunted together.

Sometimes the littles - kindergartener and pre-K - were together.

There was running to and fro to find the ones hidden in tree roots and those just nestled in the grass.

Certainly, nobody left empty-handed.

There were plenty to be found by all.

They looked high and low.

The adults supervised.

Well, I guess that is what the adults were doing...maybe they were sort of herding.

Finally, the eggs all were hunted down and gathered.

There must have been a couple of hundred eggs in all.

Everybody had to check out their loot.

Somebody was thrilled to find the aluminum foil covered prize egg.

Then, got even more excited when she found out there was five bucks inside!

The spectators took it all in from their perch on the edge of the front porch.

Well, one little spectator checked it out from her stroller.

Mrs. Peg made sure that even those who didn't find the big prize egg got a little financial reward.

And she got a bit of a reward, herself.

I dare say the big egg hunt was loads of fun for everybody around.  Memories were made and the children are already looking forward to next year!

Monday, April 13, 2015

Feast and Fellowship

Last Sunday we went to Mike's Uncle Frank and Aunt Peg's house for Easter luncheon.

The grilled chicken and ribs were prepared by Mike's cousin, Jacky

and the side dishes were stirred up by my mother-in-law and Aunt Peg.

Uncle Frank had some help from Mike's cousin's husband, Mark, at pouring up some sweet iced tea for folks.

Some of us brought some sweet treats.  My contribution was a Carrot Cake and Easter Egg Fruit Salad.

I know my sister-in-law, JoAnn, brought a cake and Bridgette brought brownies and cream cheese squares, too, because I tasted a wee bit of those!

Long story made shorter - we had a feast and it was delish!

It was a pretty typical southern family affair.

Jacky was slicing up the meat and his grands and daughter had to come check out his work.

The young folks learning from their elders, you know.

The women folk, like my mother-in-law, covering up the tables with a pretty cloth...

Mallorie following suit.  Again, the youngsters learning from their elders...

There was lots of visiting...

...baby holding...

...chatting with one another...

...more baby holding...

...swapping lies and such...

...even more baby holding...

...tall tale telling...

...a little more baby holding...

...plenty of fussing with the food to get the table just right...

...a little extra baby holding...

...a bit of gossiping...

...some more of that baby holding...

...some catching up...

...some extra baby holding...

...some sun shaded conversations mingled with baby holding...

Then, the children started getting a little restless and ready to chow down...children of all sizes...

So, everybody was called to the table...

...after just a little bit more adjusting...

...the blessing was asked...

...and the spread was enjoyed!

I think there was no doubt that we all enjoyed the afternoon sipping,

and eating till we just couldn't hold anymore food...

A good time was had by all...

...especially the babies and the folks who did all that holding!
Hope your Easter feast and fellowship was as full as ours!