Author: Leslie Kimel

Homegrown Broccoli

We picked our first broccoli today! It’s delicious–so tender and sweet.

My Crazy Quincy Dream

My Crazy Quincy Dream

The Underhill-Wedeles House in Quincy’s historic district Ever since I was a little girl, I always wanted to live here, in Quincy, Florida, which is, I guess, a rather strange ambition. Most people wouldn’t want to live in Quincy. It’s a decrepit little town, almost 

Around the Courthouse Square

Around the Courthouse Square

At Christmastime, the lamp posts around the courthouse square in Quincy are always decorated with giant bells and angels and stars made all of lights. It’s a tradition I look forward to so much, every December. Our little square is pretty shabby and tattered, and the lights add so much cheer.

The square is all decked out, and so are people’s yards. I think decorating your yard with lights is such a generous thing to do. Most people in Quincy don’t have much money, yet here they are, festooning their dogwoods and camellias with fairy lights, creating a glittering fantasy land for the enjoyment of their neighbors. I find it very touching, very sweet.

That’s Better

That’s Better

Here’s the front porch now, with the addition of poinsettias:

Quincy Green

Quincy Green

Last weekend we painted our white front porch rockers Black Forest Green, also known as Quincy Green. It’s the color that folks here in Quincy traditionally use to paint their shutters. You see, pretty much all the houses in town are snow white with black-green 

Some New Little Things

Some New Little Things

We went up to Havana the other day and found a few new treasures–four very old painted chairs and a floor lamp with a copper base. We got a mahogany plant stand too, with a marble top, but it’s not pictured because we don’t have a fern for it yet. Right now, only cats are sitting on it.


New lamp



A little painted chair



Buntin likes the chairs.

Another Visit to the Tallahassee Museum

Another Visit to the Tallahassee Museum

On Friday, Mom, Kris, Sophie, Jake, and I went to the Tallahassee Museum again. We had so much fun. Hardly anybody else was there, so we played as if the 52-acre museum were all ours. It was such a warm, lovely day, the air so light; the hickory trees were gold and the sweetgums were red …

Coconut Cranberry Relish

Coconut Cranberry Relish

Here’s my contribution to our family’s Thanksgiving dinner this year. (Yes, I know. My contribution is tiny.) It’s an easy cranberry relish made from a recipe Mom found years ago in Taste of Home magazine. I like to eat it hot, not cold. . . 

The Vine House

The Vine House

We have a little shelter in our yard that’s covered with flowering vines–coral honeysuckle, pipevine, crossvine, and native wisteria. We call it our “vine house.” Well, this weekend we revamped the little place, giving the chairs a fresh coat of Crocus Petal Purple paint and carpeting the floor with nice dry yellow leaves. Our cats love hanging out in the vine house, but I think they liked it even better before we cleaned, when it was still home to cat-food bowls galore and some comfy but filthy pillows.