The other day I had the tune of "*B*ringing in the Sheaves" stuck in my head. Where did this little ditty come from I thought to myself? And what are sheaves and why in the world would I want to ring them in?
Had a good giggle when I finally realized where it came from. Going way back into the memory banks folks...
If you grew up in the 80's and were a big fan of good old wholesome, godfearing t.v. you may remember.
And to the googling cheaters out there you will find more than one entry (I know this as I am a googling cheater myself).
Little House on the Prairie...
Yup, big fan.
Grew up on it..
(It wasn't until years later when Dr. Quinn came along that my Saturday nights felt fulfilled.)
So I fell into the googling abyss of finding out it may be "bringing" not "ringing" and other useless facts.
Also to learn that it was this spiritual time of harvest and greens and joyfulness.
I can get on board with that.
So in honor of sheaves I dedicated photos in this post of all things green and lovely.
Painted or grown
|my hodge podge studio doors|
|nothing like looking down the length of a fence|
|love this cabbage rose...from a vintage pillow|
|looking out the barn loft door|
|the chicken gallery|
|the fern garden|
|this is in a friend's barn...oh that green chippy door!|
|Too late in the season for these babies to ripen esp. with frost warnings....so looks like fried green tomatoes tonight!|