Shared Memories From Our Founder

Dear Friends, I hold such fond memories of summertime potluck picnics. The womenfolk would proudly contribute to an appetizing expanse of secret family recipes upon red-checkered cloths. Variation on fried chicken and deviled eggs were flaunted on Fiestaware while soda in technicolor fruit flavors floated in ice. My sisters and I would grapple for black... Continue Reading →

Summer’s Sweet Bouquet

“As perfume doth remain, in the folds where it hath lain, so the thought of you, remaining deeply folded in my brain, will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain.” -Arthur Symons I believe the olfactory sense is the most underrated. Aroma arouses subconscious moods, unearthing ancient and nearly forgotten emotions of early youth.... Continue Reading →

The Sands Are Alive With Sunshine

The sands are alive with sunshine, The bathers lounge and throng, And out in the bay a bugle Is lilting a gallant song. The clouds go racing eastward, The blithe wind cannot rest, And a shard on the shingle flashes Like the shining soul of a jest; While children romp in the surges, And sweethearts... Continue Reading →

The Swing

The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, River and trees and cattle and... Continue Reading →

Shade on a Stick

The lace canopy that shields from torrents and sunbeams possesses a history that spans the centuries back to the East Indies 5000 years past. But the French popularized the hand-held accessory during the reign of King Louis XIV when couturiers would fabricate lavishly trimmed parasols to match splendid gowns. England caught a glimpse of this... Continue Reading →

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