Every single day, certain events seem to repeat themselves. We are not okay.

It happens. Almost every single day. It is reported, debated, defended, regurgitated, and we are not okay. Perhaps some think that if it keeps happening, it will become an expected occurrence. Forgive me if my eyes glisten…

Signs…Are We Paying Attention?

Signs – they are everywhere. Signs are meant to inform us of so many things – good and not so good. As we are moving about a bit more freely, there are a few signs that I see all too frequently. Whether I am in a…

Martyrdom is Out - Self-Care Is In

First of all, I want to say Thank you to Naomi, Simone, and all the women who are stepping up to the plate and boldly putting emphasis on the importance of self-care. Who knew that self –care affected our mental state of mind…

Self Care Can Help Change Our State Of Mind

More women are verbalizing what many of us have thought over the years and, seriously, it is about time. Permitting ourselves to practice self-care is an amazing act. This has been on my mind lately as I observe how today’s women…

REPRESENTATION, TALENT, FAITH, AND A WIN

Wambui Ipollito — Winner, Best In Show, Philadelphia Flower Show 2021

What a time to know who you are and represent accordingly. 2021 had a bumpy start. From unsettled weather in unexpected places and more. The uptick of interest in inclusivity, as well as the acknowledgment of accomplishments in the minority community, have caught the…

As we continue to survive in the midst of a pandemic, finding things to do with family members can be challenging. The little ones are logged on for school and play. There must be better options for a family to engage in real life.

What about gardening? Planning a garden…

Statue of Freedom…Thank you, Mr. Reid

Sometimes I just smile to myself. Did you know that 128 years and 11 months ago to the day, Philip Reid left this earth? If you think about the events of Wednesday, January 6, 2021…I believe Mr. Reid is still keeping an eye on things. Allow me to explain.

Hailing…

Blue-grey bins hold items dear to my heat from my favorite gardener.

How many of us have items that we have tucked away in bins. Bins of all shapes and sizes tend to hold memories. One day we will get to these bins and sort the contents. We are just not sure when…but we will.

On the day after Christmas, I was treated to an unexpected gift. I wrote about this on my blog. To find out more, click here

I suggest as we go through the nesting season, unpack a bin, open a closet, embrace a memory. You never know the joy that it can bring.

Uplifting, sharing, educating, and empowering one’s knowledge of African American’s can make the world a better place.

I have thought about how and when to share my thoughts on U.S.E. What better day than the day when one of America's favorite pastime sports comes to grips with reality.

Today, Major league Baseball has elevated the status of the Negro Leagues. Now the Negro Leagues are considered a…

Missing My Hometown -Missing My Hometown

I mourn what is missing in my hometown. DC has been transformed into a place that is quite unfamiliar.

In the midst of this pandemic, there is a noticeable change in downtown DC. I am sure this is happening everywhere. I have to ask…what happened to our familiar?

The end of my workday was usually filled with thoughts of getting through traffic to…

Cottage In The Court

Garden Writer, Podcaster, Garden Experience Curator, Soloflighter, Estate Gardener/Visionary, and Seamstress. I find all things beautiful that surround me…

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