no, not this St. Joe the other one.. the one who helps to sell your home [see dutch husbands curly hair? that is natural]
yes, St. Joseph. Marys husband.. patron saint of carpenters. My Joe is a carpenter. funny that. and even more co-incidental is that the Feast Day of St. Joseph is on March 19 - dutch husbands and my anniversary. apparently you can call on St. Joseph to help with the selling of your home.
I think i must find a statue or similar of St.Joseph, bury it in my garden [they say bury the statue head first.. not sure about that]..and pray for a quick and easy sale of Inglewood.. I am ready to move, but I am trying to hold the horses of my thoughts and not let them gallop away...otherwise I end up living in no mans land of time that hasn't yet happened.
today we had a journalist come to our home to walk through it with us and gather information to write a story for the sale of our home.
as we walked through with her, memories came flooding back.. all the hard work and love we have put into Inglewood... but I felt good about leaving 'our Inglewood'... I felt like she is ready to let us go and willing to invite another lucky family into her folds and make them love Earth like she has helped me... yes, being in this garden has helped me find my true connection to the soil...
and another treasure from Inglewood:
this time, I am giving away some linen. not antique but certainly vintage. there is an apron from the 1950's, a tea cloth, a tablecloth. both pink. and an old crocheted jug cover which is a quite stained but clean. I think it has a swan pattern crocheted in.. and a real treasure with original glass beads.. let me know in a comment if you would like to own it and I will put you in the draw. like I said, these treasures are worth not much, but they are treasures nonetheless
I think I have a name for our new home. yes!.. more about that tomorrow.... and I think a new blog when we eventually move...