Showing posts with label crepe myrtles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crepe myrtles. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Crepe Myrtle Season

Crepe Myrtle, Charleston, S.C.
Charleston's colorful summer gift - Crepe Myrtles trees. They have a distinctive smooth bare trunk. When I was teaching my kids the names of trees I would always say, "Myrtle! Get some clothes on!"





Sunday, July 10, 2011

Myrtle in her finest


Tradd St., Charleston, S.C.

It may be almost too hot and humid to bear in Charleston but there is lush, colorful eye candy everywhere you look.

I am off to jury duty, kids. This will be a new experience for me.


Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Vote for a friend - Mad Men Casting Call


Crepe Myrtle, Charleston, S.C.

It has definitely been a Crepe Myrtle year.

Do me a favor if you would, vote for my bloggie buddy Marcheline for a spot on Mad Men. Mad Men is my favorite current show to watch and it would be a real kick to see a friend on it. It is easy to do, you don't have to register or promise your first born child. Simply click here to vote!

Monday, July 26, 2010

Charleston's Summer Party Frock


State St., Charleston, S.C.

Charleston has slipped into her summer party frock with crepe myrtles in bloom on every street and carpets of colored petals underfoot. It's a gift to console us for the heat.





Saturday, August 15, 2009

Crepe Myrtles in bloom


Rutledge Ave., Charleston, S.C.

The Crepe Myrtles have been glorious this year, although they've recently had many of the blossoms beaten off the branches with our daily rain storms. It's been a trick staying a step ahead of dark storm clouds lately. That is a cute little closed up service station in the background.

Later kids. I am taking my sore toe out for a stroll down King St. to see how we manage. It looks and feels much better after evening soaks this week. I had bruises up and down my forehead, arms and legs from the cabinet that landed on me and although I am feeling healed they look most impressively colorful and dramatic now. I had lots of worried questions at work this week. Nice folks I work with.

Word spread that I was trying to pass it off as an "old sex injury" and people started poking their heads in my office just to ask how I got hurt. Hmmmmmph. Why is that so outrageous? It was supposed to be funny but not THAT funny. ;)