Lily du Jour
A close up of Timberwolf Creek’s asiatic lily ‘Butter Pixie’ Today, allow me to present, for your viewing pleasure, the Asiatic lily named “Butter Pixie”. She melts my heart. She’s awfully pretty.
Guest Blogger? How about Guest Poet…
Shh.. I have a secret
That I just have to tell
I met a fairy godmother
Into the rabbit hole I fell.
Appalachian Mountains? Smokies? Blue Ridge?
The Smoky Mountains, Blue Ridge Mountains, and Appalachian Mountains all come together for you at Timberwolf Creek.
Quarterversary – the 3 Month Anniversary Gift List
I love my brides. You all know that I do. Grooms are pretty ok, too. And they’re always saying, once the wedding ceremony’s done and they’re heading back home, “We’re definitely coming back for our anniversary!” I’ve taken to responding, “You don’t have to wait a year. You can come back on your 3-month anniversary.” […]
The Engagement Ring – a note to my brides
The intention has now been realized, and the promise fulfilled.
A Hosta, by any other name…
Ok, maybe you can help. I’ve spent endless hours on Google, trying to identify my hostas. These are the ones I have in abundance, planted in the outdoor wedding chapel gardens… but there are others… I’ve learned more about hostas than I ever dreamed there was to know! Margins and leaf shapes and textures, etc. […]
Wedding Trend: the Sash Pin
Maybe you’ll use your great grandmother’s antique brooch. Or the pin your aunt wore when she eloped. Or a diaper pin your mother saved with your baby things. Your dad’s tie-tack. Or maybe you’ll choose something that matches your colors – a fabric flower pin, or a brooch of colored beads. Or a kilt pin. Or a cameo. Your Girl Scout pin. I Like Ike. Beam me up Scotty with a Star Trek pin.
Veteran’s Day 11/11/11
Marriage Ceremonies for our Vets
October’s Bright Blue Weather
When springs run low, and on the brooks,
In idle golden freighting,
Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush
Of woods, for winter waiting
Wildflower Bouquet
The bride said, “I want my wedding bouquet to be filled with light, airy flowers… like you just walked out into a field and picked it.” Ah, romance. She loved it!