Rancho Santa Fe

Our friends J and B invited us to come for a visit.  No wonder so many people love California.  It is beautiful.  It has everything;  The ocean, the warming sun, flowers blooming everywhere,  mild climate and fruit and blossoms on trees at the same time.

Picking oranges, lemons and limes with the sun shining on my face. 
Taking in the intoxicating perfume.  What a treat, especially for us snowbirds coming from minus degree temperatures and several feet of snow.

 Welcoming us, the portal to the garden, hand carved doors from Mexico.  Palm trees planted by B forty years ago... the trees now almost a hundred feet tall.

Beauty everywhere and flowers in our apartment

We brought our treasures home.

We will make lemon juice and freeze it to be used for Summer Margaritas, afternoon teas and most importantly, during canning season when our fruit is ripe.

 We are so lucky to have such special friends!

Thank you J and B for a lovely vacation

Gina

On the way to Rancho Santa Fe

About 350 miles (560 km) from our house, 

through mostly desert, a few small towns and a couple of Indian Reservations....

There is Las Vegas

It's out in nowhere.  In the middle of the Desert. It shouldn't even be there.  But it has everything.  The Statue of Liberty,

The Eiffel Tower

La Belle Epoque Architecture

The Sphinx and the Great Pyramid

and so much more

 And the Bellagio, the ultimate Las Vegas Hotel experience with its famous dancing fountains. A fabulous, ever changing spectacle of  fountains dancing to Opera, Classical and Broadway tunes.

click on button in lower right corner for full view

Watching it from the balustrades, street side, the show is free, every 15 minutes in the evening and every 1/2 hour during the day.

Or you can splurge and watch the show from one of the award winning dining rooms at the grand Bellagio.

Now on to California where our friends are waiting for us.

Gina 

 

I'm leaving

Because it snowed again last night

Karin of LaPouyette has Hellebore blooming in her garden.

Sharon of my french country home has Snowdrops blooming in her garden.

and Georgianna of Georgianna Lane has Daffodils blooming in her garden.

 I do have Nasturtiums blooming in my greenhouse

 More snow yesterday, but our pond is beginning to unfreeze

I can wait for Spring a little longer because I also have Geraniums blooming in my greenhouse

And Martha Washingtons

Look what's growing on my Frilly Echeveria Cactus stalk.

Do you remember when I so ruthlessly decapitated my Echeveria last November?

Now I will have a dozen or more new cacti.  Would you like one?  It's yours for the asking.

I have Hellebore growing in my garden, still asleep under 2 feet of snow

The above picture was taken last May

And I have orchids blooming in my house

Between visits to my friends, and flowers blooming in my greenhouse and an occasional champagne picnic, while cross country skiing, I think that I will manage to wait for Spring to come.

Have a lovely weekend, my dear blogging Friends

Gina

Eureka!!!

Eureka was once a bustling Utah Mining Town

Old Mining Headstock just outside of Eureka

From our house there are two ways to get to Eureka.

We can head for Tooele (Too-i-la) by the Great Salt Lake

or we can head west and take the back roads.

Where you will not see another car for hours and hours

Where you will see sage brush and tumble weeds caught along the fence line

And after three hours you will reach Eureka, a Modern Day Ghost Town where a sign painted on a brick wall proclaims  "A NEW PAIR FREE if they RIP"

Where you will find the preserved cabin once belonging to Porter Rockwell who became the bodyguard of Joseph Smith, founder of the Mormon Church

Joseph Smith advised  Porter Rockwell  'cut not thy hair and no bullet or blade will harm you'.

Eureka was one of the quietest mining towns in the West.

In 1910 it was the 9th largest city in Utah, population 3,500.

Today, about 250 people live in Eureka

Of course, it has a saloon, I mean bar, and possibly, even dancing girls.

You will find several churches.

And a company store.  (Would love to see the old sign underneath)

Unnoticed, old and new, live side by side, harmoniously

A glass facade but not a roof to protect the interior.

Why the glass wall? 

Is someone living behind those curtains? 

Who walked up these stairs?

We call these "Fixer Uppers."  Love the Balcony.  Are you up for the challenge?

Going home, not even a contrail to keep us company.

 Gina

A heart to wear all year round

I saw it in a shop window, more than 20 years ago.

In a little town just outside of Munich, Bavaria, Germany

I just had to have it

It looks like it's been worn a lot...and so it has

This is how I would go about making this brooch

Cut a piece of cardboard into heart shape

Glue heart-shaped image onto card board

Glue heart-shaped piece of leather to back

Punch holes all around the 3 layers of the heart

Thread needle with colored suede and sew layers together

Glue clasp onto back

Add a few trinkets to the front

When I purchased this heart, the image was printed in black and white.  I hand colored it with watercolor pencils.  I noticed that all of exatmo hearts are now colored.  Did they see mine?

Happy Valentine's Day my dear blogging Friends

I wish you love this Sunday, this Monday and always.

Gina

What to give your Valentine

"Stories from a time when food, love and music were the essential parts of life ..." (Foreword Keith Floyd)

A rich collection of scandalous stories of love and passion

by

Carol Payne

"Doreen dreamt she lay in the Brassicas with her Gypsy Lover..."

"But today she was excited for she was meeting Bertie Floyd and they were going for a walk down by the Tidefork river.  He was going to show her how to tickle a trout..."

"Shortly after this event Betty was packed off to London to stay with her aunt..."

"Queenie grew up to be a smashing looking girl, a bit wild like her mother, a lover of life and men..."

"She came from a poor Cornish family, so poor that Amy was made to wear underwear made out of flour sacks, which were printed with red, bold letters 'THE FINEST FLOUR'..."

"She was a proud plump woman, well respected in the village..."

Note:

I leave this charming little book in our guest cottage but each time our guests leave I have to check...it fits so easily into their luggage

Book available at Amazon

Gina