grace grits and gardening

ramblings from an arkansas farm girl

J is for Joy!

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O
to
see
that
first
spring
blossom
Relief of
a cold snap
after a long
Texas August
Wheat harvest
Smell of cotton
Poppa Rolla Pizza
Pink sunrise and
steaming coffee
Girlfriend time
Vintage things
Amazing Grace
Dog greeting
Home cooked
meals Wine
Creating
Writing
Family
Trees
Lake
You
Us
♥
talya

 


“Scatter joy!” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Musical Pairing:


Joy To The World, Three Dog Night

Note: This poem is a snowball losange – each line of text is one character longer than the prior then shrinks one character shorter to the end.

 

H is for Hot Flash

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If you see me around the neighborhood appearing flushed or faint, don’t worry, don’t judge. I’m having a hot flash. 
Several times during the night, I wake drenched in tangled, saturated sheets with wringing wet hair. The fan blows full blast over my damp body doing little to cool me. John is frozen and motionless, wrapped in an extra blanket like a burrito.
Before the next hellish Dallas summer descends (in fifty-three days based on my estimation), I am determined to find a natural, healthy way to alleviate night sweats. Desperate for relief, John researched my affliction and discovered sage tea helps.

After an hour at the gym (exercise also helps…), I ran to my local grocery store in search of sage tea.

“How can I help you?” 

“Do you sell sage tea?” 

“Yes.” The young grocery employee handed me a canister of tea. “This brand is mixed with blackberries. Personally, I don’t like the taste of sage, but I like this tea because the blackberries make it fruity.” He flashed a wide smile. Was he flirting with me?

“Do you think the blackberries dilute the health benefits?”

“Not at all. You’re buying it for hot flashes, right?”

EXCUSE ME? Okay, I realized I had just left the gym, and I was working a nice endorphin glow, but…  “No, actually I love the taste of sage….,” I lied. “Okay yes, I’m buying it for hot flashes. Is it that obvious?”

“No, no I buy it for my mother, so I thought that might be the case,” His mother? I was NOT his mother’s age! Was I? He laughed and laughed and laughed...”It really helped her with hot flashes,” he continued, blah, blah, blah.

“Okay I’ll try it.” So you’ll stop your loud yammering… “Hey look,” I noticed pointing to the tea label, “apparently sage tea is also for wisdom. Something for both of us…” 

“Yes, ma’am!” He beamed.

talya
Musical Pairing:
Smooth, Santana featuring Rob Thomas

Food. Farm. Garden. Life.

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