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A French-Inspired Garden and Home by Judith Stringham
Showing posts with label Alabama. Show all posts
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Country Christmas Tree Memories

Monday, November 28, 2016


Country Christmas Tree Memories 

What one thing symbolizes Christmas in your house? Something that is always part of your Christmas celebration? Beginning with your earliest memories in childhood, what one thing has always been part of every Christmas in every house you have ever lived in? What is that one item that must be included before your house is truly ready to celebrate Christmas?   

For me, the answer is.... 

a Christmas tree. 


This fall, Carole of Garden Up Green asked some of us who live in the country to share something from our homes that reflects a country Christmas. Perhaps a recipe, a decorative display, something passed onto to us, or even what life in the country means to us. Whatever we selected should reflect a memory with sincere heart because country living is like no other, and at Christmas, country living is even better. 

Goldenrod in a Vintage Watering Can

Sunday, October 11, 2015

A vintage watering can was not on my list when I went to The Market on Chapel Hill in Pike Road, Alabama last weekend.  No, I went looking for white stoneware sugar bowls, but arrived too late to  buy them.  They were all gone.

As I wandered out of The Chapel and down the hill into the big tent with several small vendors, I was "just looking" without a plan in mind.  Does anyone else tell salespeople that you are "just looking" when you aren't sure what, if anything, you want to buy?  Several things caught my attention, and I picked them up.  Like a galvanized minnow bucket with chipping blue lettering.... Hmmm... too expensive...



Then I spotted the vintage galvanized watering can filled with stalks of opened cotton bolls.  No cotton bolls for me; I can get armloads free from extended family and friends who farm cotton all around my family's Alabama home.  Cotton is one of my favorite fibers to wear, but I've never wanted to decorate with cotton bolls.  You know how it is.  I saw cotton growing all my childhood. My grandfather was a "share-cropper" who raised cotton as a cash crop.  I played in cotton fields. My uncles chopped cotton into the early summer and picked cotton in the fall.  No, cotton has never been a decor item for me.

But, the vintage watering can?  After checking the price tag, I knew the little can was going home with me.  Here I was looking for white stoneware sugar bowls and instead, found one of the things that has been on my wish list for the past couple of years.  Does that ever happen to you?



Truly vintage.  That worn rough wooden handle is not reproduction.  That kind of wear and tear comes from repeated use and water splashing onto it over several years.  At one time, it was B L U E, but now only a handful of blue paint chips cling to the rough wood.



Speaking of blue, the small chippy blue painted child's chair was in the same vendor's booth.  I could not resist it. 

So, what did I do with these unexpected finds?  Out I went into the countryside to gather bundles of goldenrod.  Goldenrod blooms everywhere in Alabama along ditches, in hedgerows, and in open sunny areas near woods.  



The muddy green spotty rubber boots and red handled clippers were my mother's. Both of these were used often by her and are not just photo props.  Some of that mud was added to these boots when I clipped the goldenrod.  Mother's shoe size is larger than mine.  The boots are way too big for me, with my feet sliding around inside the boots, but I did not have any of my own boots with me.  

As I clomped around a newly mown ditch near a country road, I stumbled over the too-large boots and fell into the soft grass cuttings landing on my knees and outstretched hands.  It did not even really hurt because the grass cushioned my fall, and the ground was wet from rains the week before. Yes, I added some mud to the green spotty boots. 



Goldenrod, an abundant humble wildflower, seems appropriate for an equally humble galvanized watering can past its prime.  It also seems right as a fall arrangement. 




At one time, goldenrod was the state flower of Alabama, but the women of Butler County lobbied to have it replaced by the camellia.  Ironically, the camellia is not indigenous to Alabama; rather, it comes from China. 



The little blue chair has been many colors including goldenrod yellow. 



A little bit of the south of France, a bleu and goldenrod color combination, is also a perfect fall combination for the north of Alabama. 

The trip to The Market on Chapel Hill was also a  little bit of a French experience. The French way of life includes seizing unplanned opportunities instead of being disappointed for opportunities lost.  Live in the moment.  

 

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Wild Alabama Blackberries

Tuesday, June 30, 2015


Wild Alabama blackberries ready to give to friends



A tribute to my mother 

Annie Elizabeth
1930 - 2015 

Wild Alabama blackberries ripen in the warm June sunshine and have been part of my life as far back as I can remember.  My grandmother, then my mother, were the true blackberry pickers in our family.  With nimble fingers stained purple, they picked the berries each summer, filling bucket after bucket, while keeping a wary eye out for hornets and snakes that also were attracted to the wild tangled thorny bushes found in the hedgerows that separated cotton fields. 


fresh wild Alabama blackberries were made into cobblers, were made into jam, were canned for the winter months

Summer dinners and suppers sometimes included fresh berries in milk or sometimes just simply a bowl of fresh berries dusted with sugar that formed a sweet syrup.  

In the South, dinner is the midday meal, and supper is the evening meal. 


Wild Alabama blackberries burst with flavor

Wild berries are small and packed with intense flavor not found in the large cultivated blackberries sold in grocery stores.  Just as you've never tasted a real tomato until you've eaten a home-grown one, you've never tasted blackberries until you've tasted ones growing in the wild. 


Wild Alabama blackberries ripen at the same time hydrangeas burst into bloom

Hydrangeas grown in my mother's flower beds bloom during blackberry-picking season.  Hydrangeas and blackberries... one tame in the yard and lovingly tended all year; the other wild and lovingly harvested in June.  Both staples of my mother's southern home and hospitality.  


Wild Alabama blackberries were always shared with family, friends, neighbors

There were always more than enough berries to share generously with extended family members, neighbors, fellow church members, or "anyone who slowed down long enough" to receive some. 


Wild Alabama blackberries covered in sugar make a syrup

None went to waste.  What wasn't eaten, was canned for the dark winter months.  Some jars were filled with berries in sugar syrup for cobblers; other jars were filled with sweet blackberry jam to spread on homemade biscuits for breakfast. 


My mother made a delicious simple cobbler made from fresh wild Alabama blackberries

Most of the time, blackberry cobbler was how we ate the fresh blackberries.  Mother made a simple cobbler.  First, butter melted in the pan, followed by a batter of flour, milk, and sugar, and then topped with blackberries in a sugar syrup thickened by boiling.  The batter rose through the berries as the cobbler baked, creating a browned crust on top of the juicy berries. 


Wild Alabama blackberries were examples of my mother's loving Southern Christian hospitality

This June was Mother's last blackberry season, but she did not pick any.  Rather, after a full week filled with puttering in her garden, planting yet another hydrangea to fill a bare spot, going out to lunch every day with me visiting from Texas, celebrating her 85th birthday with her favorite coconut cake made by her sister-in-law, visiting with her three brothers, having her last supper with my brother's family and me, and going to bed upbeat, happy, and feeling good, she passed from this life as she wanted... peacefully in her sleep.

The loving southern Christian hospitality she exemplified and taught all of us lives on.


Wild Alabama blackberry picking now falls to my sister-in-law

My sister-in-law is the keeper of the family tradition of blackberry picking now.  As she picked wild Alabama blackberries growing on her farm this June, she shared them with everyone "who slowed down long enough" to receive them in the true southern-generosity tradition.  

These two jars are ones I gave my dear friends who lovingly cared for our cats while we were in Alabama saying our goodbyes to Mother. 

Blackberry Winter now includes another dimension to its definition for me. 


Thank you for reading my tribute to my mother. 
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Southern Architectural Accents

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Being born and reared in the Deep South, 
I have always been drawn to architectural accents 
that are wood, stone, glass, or any natural design that has character

No sleek, modern stark interiors for me.
I like looking at them, but cannot live in them. 

Think antebellum mansions with two-story massive columns, 
wrap-around porches, curved staircases, ten-twelve foot ceilings, 
raised wood panel walls, glass transoms over doors, and iron railings.
No, I did not live in such a house while growing up,
but I did live in a very shabby old dorm for four years while in college. 


While visiting my mother this summer, my brother, sister-in-law, sister, mother,
and I took a little road trip to an architectural salvage store in Cullman, Alabama. 


Southern Accents Architectural Antiques
Southern Accents Architectural Antiques describes itself as having the largest 
collection of architectural antiques in the South, selling both from their 
brick and mortar store in Cullman and from an online store. 



A collection of antique doors and chandeliers in the main floor showroom 
are just a glimpse of all that is to be found on multi-levels, inside and out, 
and in multiple buildings with entrances from more than one city street. 



Need an antique deadbolt lock to go with your new antique door? 



How about porch columns, interior columns, or stair newel posts? 



Would you like an ornate capital for your antique column or 
to repurpose as a plant, book, or cloche stand? 



Room after room all began as a small collection in 1969 in the garage of the owner 
who has turned over the day-to-day operations to his son with the help of twelve employees. 
Do you see the chandeliers?  How about that door-size carved mirror? 

And there it is, a transom window over a door! 
It reminds me of my college dorm room's transom. 
Yes, my dorm was a three-story red brick building with 
the entrance in a central turret, flanked on either side with a half-walled 
second-story terrace onto which my three huge windows opened. 
The ten-foot ceilings in the room rose above a very worn 
wood planked floor.  When the terrace windows and the transom 
were opened at the same time, a nice breeze cooled the room. 
For heat, there was a steam radiator. 
No air-conditioning or central heating system. 

But, I don't have memories of being hot or cold 
in O'Neil Hall at Florence State University, Alabama. 
Now known as the University of North Alabama,
the school's beginnings were in 1830, and it became 
the first state teacher's college south of the Ohio River. 

Many of these architectural salvage pieces could have 
come from O'Neil Hall with its wide curved banister staircases. 



One of my favorite finds was the old fireplace surround with the fleur-de-lis. 
No, it didn't come home with me, but I kept going back to look at it one more time. 
It was badly damaged with part of the iron broken to the right of the fleur-de-lis. 



Nothing like finding the very exact Old Chicago brass gooseneck faucet that was in 
your current house for over twenty years to make you feel like a relic yourself. 
My old gooseneck faucet is now in the garden shed, 
replaced by a newer, non-leaking faucet for the kitchen sink. 



There were so many one-of-a-kind beautiful old pieces everywhere. 
These were lying on the floor amidst many other plainer pieces. 
One of these, and its matching mate found after rummaging around 
on a nearby shelf, came home with me.  

Now that I look at my photos again, 
I'm wishing I had bought another piece in this photo. 

Looking at these photos also makes me excited to get to go 
the Round Top Antiques Fair in south Texas September 28-October 1. 
Once again, it is going to be hard to choose what to buy. 
Things I will be looking for are a French mirror, old iron fencing, 
and a blue seltzer bottle from France. 

Plus, I will be keeping my eyes open for unexpected treasures. 

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The Greenery Garden Center Part 2

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Do you love garden statues, planters, 
arbors, and stone walls? 

Yes? 
Then you are in for a treat. 



The Greenery 
in Brownsboro, Alabama 
(I mistakenly listed its location as 
Huntsville, Alabama in my last post.)
showcases beautiful gardens 
in its landscape and in its greenhouse.


focused on the annuals, perennials, shrubs, and trees. 
This post is about the 
"...& MORE!" 
The layered stone columns are a first view of 
so more MORE to come. 


Yes, this is a business, not a private residence, 
that illustrates how to create a lush, gracious landscape 
in its display gardens.  



The front entry with its angel statue, stone bench, and 
potted Boston ferns set among sculpted boxwoods 
invites customers to linger before entering the store. 


Just to the left of the main building is an open air garden
filled with garden statues, pots, urns, and arbors for sale
that allow customers to create a similar look in their own landscapes.



Peering through the wrought iron fence, 
I look forward to seeing its contents up close. 



So much to see... 
a double arched arbor, 
birdbaths in the foreground, 
statues of a girl and a boy, 
a potted evergreen on the breezeway, 
dog and cat statues for animal lovers, 
concrete benches, 
a French-style pea gravel walkway, 
and just a glimpse of an elegant urn atop a pedestal. 
Each time I come to The Greenery, 
I take time to sit quietly amidst its beauty. 



 The native stone drywall holds a raised bed
filled with shrubs and flowers.
All of these gardens were built new
since the nursery opened in 1993.

What an unusual bench... Noah's Ark?



Display gardens include plantings in large
European-style urns.



Several styles of urns and pedestals are available. 
I love all of these. 



My favorite is this scrolled urn atop its pedestal.
Someday... maybe...

So, what did I buy?


A G.Wolff pot to replace my shattered one... 



Here it sits in my Texas garden with a Vitex tree in full bloom behind it.



Little by little, I learned, since 1980, what to plant in my north Texas garden 
which is very different from a north Alabama garden. 

I'm not sure what is going into my new G. Wolff pot. 
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The Greenery Garden Center Part 1

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

 While garden centers and nurseries 
always inspire me to plant beautiful 
flowers, trees, shrubs, and vegetables, 
there is an exceptionally inspirational 
garden center in north Alabama. 

At first glance, 
The Greenery 
in 
Brownsboro, Alabama,
just east of Huntsville on Highway 431,  
looks like an elegant Southern home 
set in Southern Living styled gardens. 

In reality, 
The Greenery 
is an elegant gift shop and nursery  
whose grounds illustrate how homeowners 
can create that gracious Southern style 
with plants, flowers, statues, and urns 
in their own gardens. 


  
The gift shop housed in the brick building offers home décor. 
Beautiful candles, faux floral stems, gardening books, birdhouses,
gifts, garden furniture, lamps, art objects, 
Guy Wolff pottery, and much more 
fill the first floor of the building. 

I love to shop here at Christmas 
when the store is filled with 
Christmas plants, seasonal decorations, and 
gifts creating the magic of the season. 



Step through its side French doors 
onto the covered walkway that leads to the 
greenhouse filled with plants. 



The stroll always takes me a long time 
because potted plants, garden furniture, 
and the walkway's architecture entice me 
to stop to examine them closer. 

Inside the greenhouse 
are scores of nursery tables 
filled with bedding plants, 
many begun by seed on site. 



A stunning arbor created 
from old windows is at the main entrance 
of the greenhouse. 


Outside, the grounds are planted 
with traditional Southern shrubs and trees, 
but not always in the expected way. 


Two magnolia trees, 
hallmarks of Southern gardens, 
are espaliered against the house 
in an unexpected planting for magnolias. 



Oakleaf hydrangeas that grow wild 
in Southeastern woods 
are another staple of Southern gardens. 
  


Their creamy white blossoms 
pair perfectly with magnolia trees. 



Several are planted in The Greenery’s landscape, 
and mimic how they grow in the wild... 
beneath shady trees, with filtered sunlight. 



Customers pick up plant purchases at 
the rear of the greenhouse. 


No surprise at what the latest 
customer is picking up... 
oakleaf hydrangeas. 



Russian sage fills a raised bed 
between the gift shop and greenhouse. 


Its delicate blue blooms and greenery 
offer gardeners a plant similar to 
lavender. 


While drought tolerant, the plant also 
does well in north Alabama 
with its abundant rainfall throughout the summer.
A soft summer shower fell just
as I was wandering through the outdoor gardens. 

Do you love garden statues, planters, arbors, and
stone walls? 

The Greenery offers all of these, but 
has more variety than what is available 
at your ordinary garden centers. 
No, you won't find their inventory at the 
local Home Depot or Lowes. 

 See my next post, 
The Greenery Garden Center Part 2, 
for examples of what The Greenery offers. 
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