My Life in the Fat Lane – Sentimental Journey

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DSC_1467 1 DSC_1490 1 It’s funny how the smallest things can remind you of special moments in your life.  Take these “flowers” for example.  On our first date, my husband pulled over on the side of the road.  As we didn’t know each other well, I had no idea what he was up to.  He jumped out of the car and went over to a field nearby and picked a small bouquet.  He tied them together with a blade of grass and gave them to me with a bow.  It was so sweet and moving that I didn’t have the heart to tell him that half of the ones he picked were bitterweed.

I kept them on the dash of my car for a long time.  One day, my mother decided to do me a favor and clean my car.  She had no idea those little dried weeds meant anything, so out they went.  I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I cried over the loss.

The little violets make me think of a song we sang as kids – Down in the Valley, also known as Birmingham Jail.  As with almost all Folks Songs, there are lots of versions of it.  The one I learned was about a girl on the verge of heartbreak (lyrics here).  Years later, I was doing something around the house (ironing) and Stir Crazy was on in the background.  When the song came on, everybody in the house stopped what they were doing and sat with their jaws agape listening.  It is a very haunting version.

Find the links here:  Birmingham Jail from Stir Crazy  Down in the Valley by Burl Ives 

Jacket and Dress are from Old Navy.  Shoes are (old) Mossimo Supply Company that I found at Target.  Find their latest selection here.



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