9/5/10

Strange, Mysterious and Wonderful

Sometimes people bless me with strange gifts.  This week a large bundle of freshly pulled from the ground stalks of dried and drying OKRA just appeared on the back of Ted's golf cart.  I was a bit slow-saw something from a distance but wasn't curious enough to take a close look..just assumed it was something Ted had  dropped there.  Two or three days later as I walked over, took a close look and realized it was stalks of okra pulled up roots and all.  That's when I knew I had the most amazing husband on this earth.  That sweetheart had salvaged those from who knows where and KNOWING HOW I LOVE NATURALS brought them home for me..now THAT'S A ROMANTIC GESTURE.

He was working at the back yard and I called out to him "Ted, where did you get those stalks of Okra?"  He answered "I didn't -I thought you had brought them home."

Funny, he should have taken credit but that's okay now I know someone who knows my peculiar love of naturals has just done the most thoughtful thing..he or she remembered! and shared.

It's still a mystery- someone will confess though.
Now I ask you~ what does it say about one when your friends or your husband's friends bring you strange gifts?  That's not the first or strangest.  Ted's friends have sent me things like a huge beautifully in tact HORNET'S NEST a few years back. Another sent me unique beautiful little rocks collected while on vacation in Colorado. My sweetheart brought home a large collection of huge incredible ACORNS from a White Oak once..still have some of those too.
Strange, Mysterious and wonderful! I do enjoy God's creation.

4 comments:

  1. This is my first visit to your blog. I found you via the Lovely Blogs Collection. (I try to visit a couple new ones every few days.)

    Your blog header is gorgeous!!!

    Indeed, yes, the dried and drying okra is a strange gift. But you will probably decorate with it beautifully.

    Wishing you a lovely week.

    Blessings,
    Patti ~ Fill My Cup with Beauty

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  2. Patti I am honored to have you stop and leave a note-so sweet of you. You know we all want feedback.Yes, people who get to know me very well know those are the kinds of things I really get excited about..add to that list "a stalk of real COTTON pulled from the field with the full boll of cotton still in tact..NATURALS and during the winter I always try to gather [before the rain ruins it] little bunches of TALLOW BERRIES from the Tallow trees my husband hates [they take over the world] I bundle the little stem w the white berry like attachments and use them as one would small posies.
    I JUST SO LOVE THE TITLE OF YOUR BLOG..fill my cup.."you've got me right there girl" another blog: http://mygrammashouse.blogspot.com

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  3. I do love naturals too. Some of my very favorite flower arrangements are ones made with stuff I picked on the side of the road. And I never met a grass I didn't like- even johnson grass- for flower arrangements that is !

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  4. lADY you and I are definitely on the same page. Don't forget to gather the TALLOW BERRIES in late fall or early winter.

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