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Crustaceans in Cary?

I’ve seen all kinds of critters on my morning walks here in Cary, North Carolina, but this is a first. 

That’s right. Some form of crustacean. Is it a crayfish, a little lobster?   How did it get here?  Cary is at least two hours from the sea. And yet,  on a rainy Tuesday morning, here he is, just walking down the sidewalk in the suburbs.  ūüė≥

My friend’s dog was equally curious.  She cautiously approached only to be greeted by a most definite warrior, ready to do battle. 

Not so fast!  

We took our cue and kept on walking.

Curious though. 

Where did you come from little fella?  Good luck to you little lobster. At least it’s raining today.  


The Giving Trees

They’ve built another beautiful greenway in my lovely town of Cary. ¬† If there’s one thing I love about my town, it’s all the walking paths.


There’s such ¬†a distinct line between civilization and nature. ¬† ¬†One side is so very light. The other, dark and mysterious.


A flimsy orange plastic netting and one sign are all that stands between them.  Beyond that orange line remains a beauty that cannot be manufactured or replicated.  It most definitely needs more protection.  That sign is kind of like that nighttime security guard, who is not prepared for any real threat.

I feel crappy when I see the loss of nature.   And guilty.  After all, I own a piece of what was just built down the street.  What was a dense forest is now a sprawling town home community.

I try to think positively about all of the continuous changes to¬†my town though. ¬†We have tons of walking trails, parks, greenways, and beautiful landscaping throughout. ¬†More than any other place I’ve ever lived. ¬†I get why people move here. ¬†It’s beautiful, great weather, standard of living, schools…same reason I’m here.

But sometimes, the constant destruction of ¬†ecosystems in the name of progress feels wrong. There’s just so much gone now.

Just around the corner lies another sign.

Upside down and defeated.

IMG_8882There’s only one tree stump left. ¬†A symbol or a scar of what was. ¬† Naturally, my mind goes right to Shel Silverstein’s “The Giving Tree”. ¬†That tree sacrificed all in the name of love. ¬†And it always made me a little frustrated.

“Don’t cut off your limbs,” I felt like shouting to that loving tree. ¬†“The man¬†will be ok!”

A short distance from the tree stump, lies a reminder of who came and conquered.  IMG_8894









Couch Spotting from Highway 55

I saw the red from the corner of my eye as I was driving down the highway.

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It’s not so much about the color, but the location. ¬†It’s off of Highway 55 in Cary, NC. ¬†At the end of a dirt road next the the woods. Who thought this was a good place to dump a leather couch? ¬†What’s the story?

Actually, it’s kind of about the color, too. This red and green¬†are¬†the¬†¬†perfect example of how complementary colors play off ¬†each other. ¬† Each shine in their own right. They bring out the best in each other without competing or diminishing the other. each other.

Like a good couple should.

It’s been over a year since since I last¬†saw¬†¬†that chair in the woods. That lush corner of tall pines is no more. ¬†Kind of miss it.

Town homes are going up.

Hard to know how long the couch will stay.  Eventually, this land will morph into something else.  People keep coming and the land keeps on changing.

I predict another shopping center.





Flower Power

Flowers are such a simple and satisfying way to  inject some color, scent and beauty into your space.

I purchased these lovely ranunculus a couple of weeks ago at my local farmers market (Western Wake) in Cary, N.C.  Talk about staying power.   They lasted almost two weeks!

Such  vibrant color! On my return trip to the market last week, I practically ran to the sweet woman selling such pretty flowers.

Once again, Western Wake Farmers market, nor the flower vendor, did not disappoint.  I found these lovely pink ranunculus for $3 a bunch.       They are still going strong, one week later.

Originally, I put them¬†in my living room, but they were lost in a sea of blue, red and gray. ¬† No matter how pretty they looked, they didn’t stand out. ¬†In fact, they clashed so much, I felt compelled to do something about it.

So I put them in the powder room.

Flower power is real, people. ¬†ūüôā






Good Morning

No filter. 

What you see is what you get. 

Happy Friday!

Silent Giants

I have a confession. Water towers baffle me.
Every time I drive by this one, I think about the person who has to probably climb all those stairs to the top.  Maybe all of those Alfred Hitchcock movies have left their mark.

I also love the¬†vintage green color of the tower. ¬† ¬†It actually reminds me of one of my all-time favorite Benjamin Moore paints: “Quiet Moments 1563”.

Here it is in this bathroom from Erin, blogger at House of Turquoise.


I’d say it’s close to the same hue as the¬†water tower. ¬† ¬†Imagine the bathroom or water tower painted in a bright green or bright red. ¬† That’s quite a different vibe. ¬†I know I would not feel as completed to¬†soak in that lovely tub.

Moral of the story: Always go for the soothing hues¬†in the bathroom…or ¬†water tower. ¬†And don’t overdo it on the Hitchcock films. ūüôā


King of My World

My son.