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Around & About
Hi friends. Hope you had a great weekend!
Our ice cream social on Saturday was such a blast. Huxley totally overate and was a sugar maniac, which was pretty fun to watch. The crash, however, didn’t come as quickly as I thought it would. Our Wild child powered through right up until his bedtime. He’s got stamina, this much is true!
Here are a few images I snapped today from things I’m appreciating around and about the house. May they bring you as much happiness as they have me!
Tiny baby/Porch improvements/Stonecrop for the pollinators/New boots for the Wildman/Ripening blackberries/An entry of Rubeckias/ Lemon verbena/Potatoes are ready/The mimosa tree is crazy fragrant and beautiful/Fig trees look promising/New lettuce starts.
I may be behind a little (I rely on the google reader too much), but the new blog design looks amazing!
Your front porch is lovely! Truly transformed to a magical place that I’ll bet you’re especially appreciating with all this mountain rain Asheville–can still get outside to eat and sit.
Love the pics! I’m planning on starting a fig tree this year from my grandfather’s tree, did you buy them or root cuttings?
Jessie: I purchased one of the trees from a local nursery called Useful Plants. The other two were given to me as cuttings from a friend.
All of these photos have a warm, earthy feel. I love earthy! I think I could go for a baked potato right now, too.
Just wondering… have you ever written about your son’s name? Huxley Wild is such an interesting name, and I’d love to know how you and your husband decided on it.
Emily-I think I have written about Huxley’s name, from around the time of his birth, but then, maybe not! Anyhow, I chose the name Huxley while we were on our honeymoon (we went to Paris, then by train to Monaco, then another overnight train to Rome). I was reading Tom Robbin’s novel “Jitterbug Perfume” and there is a precocious young female character in it named Huxley Anne that is very in tune with nature. I decided then and there that would be our child’s name, if we ever had a girl, and Glenn agreed. When we found out we were having a boy, we reconsidered, but, as it turns out, Huxley is actually a man’s name. It means both “outdoorsman”, which is want we want for him, and “a clearing in the forest”, which is precisely where we live. So, it seemed perfect, and fated.
As for the “Wild” part, I used to refer to Huxley in utero as “Nugget.” He was so very squirmy and wiggly and active and, well, wild for such a small thing that the name sort of naturally fit. Also, wild, unadulterated spaces and thinking and individual ways of doing things are very important to Huxley’s dad and myself. Given his temperament and our leanings, “Wild” was the order of the day.
Thanks for asking. It’s fun to have an opportunity to explain my baby love’s name!!!
You’re welcome! I like knowing the story behind names, especially the unusual ones. I love the thought process behind Huxley’s name and the meaning it has to you and your husband. Very cool!
I have some crazy porch jealousy, like really bad. If your porch is actually 1/10th as nice as it looks in that picture it could possibly be my favorite place on earth. Very cool indeed.
Yay! So glad the ice cream social was a hit! And look at Huxley’s new boots! Is he lovin’ them? They’re perfect for puddles!
Oh, I’m so jealous of your potatoes. I need another couple of raised beds for strawberries and potatoes I think. Just one question – do your fig trees smell a little…feline? We got one last year that’s a variety bred at the Chicago Botanical Gardens to survive in our weather (to a certain extent – it comes inside in the winter), and it’s a little stinky. I only say this out of earshot of Mr. Fig Tree, as it’s covered with figs right now and I don’t want to disrupt the gestational period. But I wondered if it’s just our variety or if it’s all figs. Not overpowering, but definitely there. Just curious.
I have a fig bush right outside my back door. Yes, they do smell kind of “feliney”. For the longest time I thought I had been visited by a male cat. No such luck, though. It’s the dang fig bush.
Oh my…what a lovely porch and look at all of that lush green color surrounding it…..so beautiful!
Pretty porch! And love the new website
-Jaime
So beautiful!
I love how much larger your pictures are with your new blog layout.