Naming Things

I love to name things as you know.


’Namely’

the little house- a small house in our backyard

hauler 2- my Tahoe (not to be confused with Hauler 1)

the Nap Room- our front study that I re-did last fall

la brecha- our side yard.


And so in planning for spring,

I am going to christen more things that I love.

I will be re-working the limestone

patio area surrounding the little house.


It needs a suitable name.


This is a favorite piece back there.

This spring I will be using

cobalt blue and yellow to add more to this garden area.


These are all things I have on hand.

Except for the birdcage.

Once again, my husband waited patiently in the truck,

while I explored.

Have a great week-

I am on a vuelta ( a round) visiting daughters and grandsons.


Tonight when I asked my youngest grandson what he had for lunch at

pre-school today,

he said,


”Basdetti.”

I think that calls for a new Ranch Recipe.

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Linking to the following great parties.

Paula and Patti at Ivy and Elephants for What's It Wednesday

Cindy at My Romantic Home for Show and Tell Friday

Alison at Stuff and Nonsense for Friday's Unfolded

Honey at 2805 for Potpourri Friday

Heather and Vanessa at At the Picket Fence for Inspiration Friday
Diann at The Thrifty Groove for Thrifty Things Friday
Debra at Common Ground for Vintage Inspiration Friday
Sherry at The Charm of Home for Home Sweet Home Friday

Humble Ingredients And The Grapes of Wrath

Years ago,

when my English 3 AP students were studying

The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck,

I suggested that my father read it.


His response?


”Don’t have to. Lived it.”


And so as I assembled a very simple

Sunday evening supper yesterday,


I saw humble ingredients

everywhere I looked.

Canned tomatoes for vegetable soup.

Cornbread prepared in an aluminum pan

so my father could take home what was left

for a later glass of crumbled cornbread and milk.


And cilantro to

garnish the soup.


At the grocery store earlier in the day,

I noticed the grocery carts of other shoppers full of all sorts of humble ingredients.


Many of those same carts contained cilantro too.


We were all cooking simply.

My father’s comment when I walked him to

his car, leftover cornbread in tow?


”Enjoyed it.”

Shout Out: Laughing With Angels

This is just a quick shout out to

June

at the absolutely beautiful blog

Laughing With Angels.

Her blog is featured in the March issue

of Romantic Homes.

Aside from the fact that June is one of the kindest people

in blog land,

she is a photographer, gardener, thrifter, crafter,

neighbor,

wife, mother, and grandmother

extraordinaire.


I wish I could follow her around

and ask questions to my heart’s desire.


Congratulations Miss June!

Gardening Worry: Help!

If I could, I would plant my entire backyard in zinnias.

I can never have too many.


I am just a little worried.

It’s cold down here in Zone 9

(in the mid to high 50’s),

and it is also rainy.

I haven’t planted my zinnia seeds yet

because planting in the cold doesn’t make sense.

I also haven’t planted my caladium bulbs ,my tomato plants,

or my new rosebushes.


What should I do???

I am prepared to get out there in the drizzle and cold and start, but I need your expert opinion.

Help!

La Providencia

I bought a hat from a vendor from Mexico

last Saturday,

at a dirt road market,


where if I had been so inclined,

I also could have purchased a goat.



You faithful long-time readers of White Spray Paint,

  have been to that market with me before.

So this hat vendor was selling hats of varying styles.

I was drawn to this one.

You KNOW I am a sucker for a word.


I fell for La Peregrinacion in Athens , Texas at the Goodwill.



You can read about that here.


And so La Providencia has several meanings.


It can certainly refer to the Divine-

as in Divine Providence.


We all know about that. Thank goodness.


Or it can refer to the steps in a process,

or

it can be a ruling or decision.

That is the meaning I prefer in my hat buying.

This hat would not pass

my father’s judgment.


It’s just a little bit too cocky for that. 

His unspoken rules?

* You almost needed to qualify to wear the hat.

As in cowboy hats were worn by actual men or boys

that actually worked with cows.


*Your hat brand needed to be Stetson,

and


*you had a straw hat for hot months and a felt hat for dress and cold months.