The Potager Garden

Good morning folks! It's another cool rainy day, here in Northern Maine. Our long winter has turned into a long, cold spring. Let's just hope that doesn't mean we get a short summer! (smile)

I took a little tour around our home and potager garden this morning. Winter was very hard on it this year.

The fencing around it has fallen into a state of distress, so my husband and I will have to fix it. Just maybe on a much warmer day.  

As I look around, I can see so much life growing in this beautiful little garden.

Our lovage is growing so fast! Looks like I may have to make a nice summer soup soon!

Our lilacs are beginning to bud out nicely. I love lilacs! These ones are a lavender color, but we have white ones, too! 

Do you have lilacs growing on your property? They smell so amazing! I can't wait to bring some inside.

Who doesn't love daffodils? They are such a happy and hopeful flower! 

After a long winter, they are usually the first sign that warmer weather is on it's way.

Thank you daffodils!

Hmmm? I can't remember the name of this one. I love the color, though!

Look up! Look way up!! It's my old colonial bird house!

I see old man winter blew the stoop off. I'll have to get that back up. I want to make sure the birds find this little home warm and inviting.

I love old clay pots. They don't even need to have anything in them. The beauty is in the pot itself.

This little garden brings me so much peace. Do you have a special garden area that brings you peace?

I know that it's a lot of work, but I love every minute of it! It's just an ongoing love story between a girl and her little piece of earth, because for me... 

"Thyme is always well spent in a garden."

Blessings, 

Julie

The Apron

Back in the 1800's and 1900's, during the pioneer days, most folks clothing was sewn by hand. Being able to buy clothes was a luxury only wealthier folks could afford, not to mention stores were too far for most settling pioneers to reach.

The women and girls would wear long sleeved dresses year round, and over top they always wore an apron. The apron was a kind of covering, or protection for the dress.

I'm sure these aprons saw a lot of uses in their day, such as cradling babies, wiping dirty little faces and tears, or even as an egg basket when collecting eggs from the hen house.

I remember my grandmother always wearing an apron over top of her dress every day. There were very few times where she didn't wear it.

I think wearing an apron has really become a lost tradition. One that just got left behind, whether out of vanity, or maybe because it was no longer fashion trendy enough for today's world.

Did your grandmother wear an apron? Maybe your mom? Do you wear an apron? Sometimes I wear an apron. I don't wear it so much for protecting my clothes, but mostly because I love the nostalgic reminder of a time that once was. A simpler time. A time where love, home and family was all you needed, and my babies were just an apron string away.

Blessings,
Julie