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Southern Hospitality

August 17, 2009

Hot Peppers Sm

This picture isn’t to say that I’m going to be painting peppers any time soon. It’s just a little painting that I sold last year. However, peppers and tomatoes and chocolate frosted  cupcakes have been very much on my mind since the weekend.

Yesterday, for the second time in less than a week, we got surprise gift of heirloom tomatoes and three kinds of peppers from our next door neighbor, who has a big beautiful garden.

The day before that, our other next door neighbor, who has two little kids, a husband gone on a military assignment, and a full time job, brought over a plate of cupcakes. I have no idea how she found time to bake cupcakes. She said with a cheery smile “I love to bake!”

That’s true Southern hospitality.

Today I’m baking bread as my small appreciation gift. It’s from the bread machine, but I hope it at least shows in some small way how much these friendly gestures are appreciated. My husband has already delivered a warm loaf of French bread to the tomato man and his wife this morning. I’ll send another loaf to the cupcake lady probably tomorrow.

I just finished packing up my two collages to ship from Friday’s Etsy order. It was a lesson about just how much more I need to do to get my studio organized. It took way too long to find all the supplies I needed to get everything ready to go.

This afternoon I’ve promised to take my 94-year-old aunt to the eye doctor. I’ve been gone a long time, and am happy to do this for her.

Studio fun will have to wait a few more days.

18 Comments leave one →
  1. August 17, 2009 1:35 pm

    These remind me of the filled peppers, filled with sheep milk cheese à la Grecque. They shine so oily, they make my mouth water.

  2. August 17, 2009 4:18 pm

    Martha,
    That is an absolutely wonderful thing for you to do. To put off your painting to take your Aunt to the doctor. I’m sure that she really appreciates it!
    *HUGS*
    Angela

    • August 17, 2009 5:02 pm

      Angela, I can’t tell you how happy I am to be able to do this for my aunt and the rest of the family. Isn’t that what family is for?

  3. August 17, 2009 6:29 pm

    I love the warm welcome of your neighbors. I also smiled knowing you will be spending some time with your Aunt. Enjoy my friend! xoxo

    • August 17, 2009 7:54 pm

      Joyce, it’s been so nice to know how friendly people are here. And my aunt was a hoot today. She is an amazing 94!

  4. Sandra permalink
    August 17, 2009 6:30 pm

    What a lovely person you are Martha. I am so glad that you are near family and have such kind neighburs, I am sure they appreciate their good fortune with you as new neighbours are always a bit of a concern. Do tell me – how did you get the lovely soft greeny marks in your background? I have a hard time getting backgrounds quite right. Are they green or did you underpaint the yellow with blue?

    • August 17, 2009 8:02 pm

      Sandra, I am also happy to know it’s a friendly neighborhood. It hasn’t always been the case. We once lived next door to a man who got livid when our kids accidentally bounced a ball into his yard.

      Re the painting: It’s been a while now, but I believe I gave it a blue underpainting. At least that’s what I would do now if I were to do it again.

  5. August 18, 2009 7:41 am

    there is truly nothing like southern hospitality. my mom lives on sand mountain, in north alabama. her husband died recently, and her neighbors keep giving her tasty gifts–tomatoes, cantaloupes, cucumbers–all fresh from their gardens. and then there are your neighbors’ welcoming gestures, of cupcakes and garden delights….i didn’t completely comprehend the value of southern hospitality until i moved abroad, far from my southern roots!
    sounds like you’re settling in well!
    i enjoy your blog so much, the way you write about life and your art–that is how it should be. there really is no separation between the two.

    • August 18, 2009 8:17 am

      Thank you for that feedback about my blog, Stephanie. I do agree that your day-to-day life is inseparable from your art.

      I too had forgotten how beautiful all the little gestures are after having lived away for so long. Just yesterday, when I was helping my aunt get through the maze of examining rooms at the doctor’s office, a kind older man, obviously another patient, got on the other side of her and gently guided her by the elbow just as if she were a family member.

      My mother was born in Albertville! It truly is a small world.

  6. August 18, 2009 8:41 am

    dear M,
    it’s so nice to hear what a beautiful reception you’re experiencing with your new move! sounds like you’re surrounded by wonderful people and they are lucky to have you too! and yes — day-to-day life is inseparable from your art! you are ‘living art’ every day! food is so nurturing and sharing it is the best part of it!

    taking care of your Aunt is lovely! i am making my way back to the Studio slowly this week….have a private student coming tomorrow for an Encaustic lesson. i think i’ve been out of the Studio for nearly a month! will be nice to get back in there very soon!

    i have to say you have kept up with posting regularly and inspiring me to get back on to my blog!

    enjoy your lovely week! C

    • August 18, 2009 8:46 am

      Cyndy, you are inspiring me to get back into the studio asap! I am having serious withdrawal. Enjoy the encaustic lesson. Wish I could be there!

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