Saturday, April 28, 2012

Marshmallow memories...



I wanted to send a quick shout-out to our son, who today turns 26!

I don't know how that can be. In my mind, it was just yesterday that he looked exactly like this picture.

That Mickey shirt was his favorite. He always wore it with OshKosh jeans and red high-top sneakers.

When I see him in a picture in that shirt, it makes me tear up. It's a mom-glitch, I think. I'm guessing other moms can relate. There's just something about that moment in time that is so etched in my psyche that I can almost feel him snuggled up in my lap and hear his soft little voice.

That little fella was the sweetest little boy, ever. Sensitive and kind-hearted, he had the gentlest soul imaginable.

Best of all, he grew up into a young man more wonderful than we could've even hoped for.

He is fearless (in all the best ways). He loves and embraces every moment in life so fully and enjoys it so completely, I look at him and just wish I could be like that.

That adorable little fella is now over six feet tall, a soldier, married to an amazing girl, and they are about to have their first baby (our first grandson!).

You can bet that The Grocer and I will be dusting off our marshmallow-roasting skills again, very soon.

Happy Birthday, son. We love you.  

And, Happy Weekend everyone! 
Hope yours is filled with wonderful memories.

-The Grocer's Wife

Friday, April 20, 2012

Coming up pretty...


We had some delightful days on The Palouse this week. Take a look at these pictures from Wednesday to see why I love this time of year when everything it seems is 'coming up pretty'. 











Wishing you a weekend filled with blue skies, green fields, and no traffic signs :)

-The Grocer's Wife

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Quick Takes: Close-ups at the Arb...


Spring's not yet in full bloom at the Arb (UI's Arboretum & Botanical Garden), but that doesn't mean there's nothing to photograph. So, rather than looking far-and-wide, I decided to focus in on the little things. Sometimes, pretty is right under your nose :)











-The Grocer's Wife

Friday, April 13, 2012

Everybody needs a Spring Fling!


It's the annual Downtown Spring Open House Saturday in Palouse! Come on out and enjoy a great day in our beautiful little town!


The year's market spring giveaway includes a fun bird-bedecked AcuRite indoor/outdoor thermometer, gardening gloves and gardening shovel. 

Stop by the market and enjoy some cookies, enter to win our giveaway, and be sure and check out ALL the great Palouse Main Street businesses, as well as the Home Business Expo in our beautiful new Community Center!


Everybody needs a little 'Spring Fling'...don't you think?

Hope to see you there!
-The Grocer's Wife

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Mountaintops, valleys, and vitamin D deficiency...


This post is dedicated to my dad, whom I especially miss this time of year. Born March 21, he loved spring; he loved Easter; and though his life was marked by unrelenting valleys, he never lost hope.

It's Easter this Sunday, and despite the fact that snow showers have appeared the past few mornings in Palouse, the calendar assures us it's spring.

I've blogged often of my attachment to the changing seasons, but that doesn't mean that they're all created equal in my eyes. I'm a mild weather gal, no bones about it.

I tolerate—and reluctantly enjoy—summer and winter.

However, I LOVE—and eagerly anticipate—fall and spring.

The philosophic among us contend that you can only appreciate the mountaintop when you've struggled up from the depths of the valley.

And, so it is with spring on The Palouse.

Spring's welcome reprieve from winter's stubborn grip is all the sweeter as traces of snow still dot the landscape. 

It's that first brush of warm sun on your skin that causes you to simultaneously-inhale-and-clench-your-eyes in a reflexive attempt to restore the vitamin D that has all but been sucked out of your body's every nook and cranny.

It's birds chirping in stark contrast to the stillness of winter.

It's the saturated colors of tulips and daffodils, where for months a sea of gray has loomed on the horizon.

Spring holds the untapped potential of a new season - a season whose outcome is not yet etched in history, and where the unknown could yet yield something truly wonderful.

Like Easter itself, spring brings hope. And in a world where we all must struggle up from the depths of the valleys more often than we wish, hope's arrival is always welcome, indeed.

Happy Easter!
-The Grocer's Wife