How to make your cut flowers last longer

After a long winter and a chilly spring, it's finally warming up.  That means it's time for wonderful flowers to cut.  Right now gardens in North Carolina are full of peonies, and hydrangeas--my favorite!--are just about ready to cut.  So I thought I'd pass along this simple tip for making fresh-cut flowers last longer.

It couldn't be simpler:  Place your flowers in water as soon as possible after cutting.  Cut or strip away greenery that would lie below the water line.  Then when you fill your vase with water, add a few drops of household bleach (such as Clorox) to the water.  That's it!

The small amount of bleach does no harm to the flowers, and it keeps the water clear.  Flowers last much longer in clear water.

See the flowers in the photo above?  That picture was taken 12 days after I picked the hydrangeas.  As you can see, there's a bit of yellowing on some of the leaves, but the flowers are still going strong!

Do you grow flowers?  What's your favorite flower to cut and bring inside?

Grace at Home No. 58

Welcome to this week's Grace at Home party!

Last week my precious friend Dallas Willard died, and I just couldn't get myself together in time to host the Grace at Home party.  I'm glad to be back, though, because more than anyone else, Dallas has taught me that God rules in grace, and He invites us to live in the knowledge of that fact.  So here we celebrate the ways we make our homes places of grace.  

Here are a few of my favorite posts from the last party.

Maria Elena from Our Home Away from Home revealed her amazing new craft room.  Wouldn't it be grand to have a space like this?

Luisa from Living and Learning with Luisa showed us how she spruced up her back porch.


Melissa from Daisy Mae Belle created a darling child's chalkboard table and chairs.


Gretchen from New Every Morning shared a way to make asparagus so delicious that even picky eaters will be coming back for seconds.

Gloria from The Resourceful Gals shared an excellent tutorial for refashioning a pullover sweater into a cardigan sweater.



And if you're need of a good laugh and a heart-warming post all rolled into one, check out "Less Miserable" from Donna at HoliMess.



Those are just a few of my favorites from the last party.  Thank you to everyone who joined!  I'm so grateful for each person who links up each week. If you've been featured this week (or in a previous week), feel free to grab the "I was featured" button from my sidebar.  I'd be so proud if you displayed it!

 

Now for this week's party!  Grace at Home is a place for you to share anything related to making your home a place of grace. I invite you to link posts about

• DIY projects
• decorating
• recipes
• hospitality
• homemaking tips
• parenting
• marriage
• faith
• self-care
• soul care

Whatever you do to make your home a place of grace, I'd like to hear about it.  Please take a moment to include a link back to this party in your post--that will be a great help to me!  And please visit a couple of the other party participants--link parties are great ways to find new friends!

The ways we are perfect

Am I a proud mama?  You'd better believe it.

On Sunday, my oldest son graduated from Duke University.

In front of the majestic Duke Chapel

Will is an awesome guy.  He's smart.  He's hard-working.  He's fun.  He's funny.  He's good to his brothers.  He's loyal to his friends.   And now he's a graduate of one of the finest universities in the country.

My three sons

As I was thinking about my son's qualities and accomplishments this weekend, I realized something important.  He's perfect in exactly the same number of ways that I am perfect.

None.  Absolutely none.

He's not perfect at all, but he's wonderful.  He amazes me.  I think the world of him.  Of course,  I never expected him to be perfect.  I'd love him and be proud of him no matter what.  

But, oh, how I wanted to be the perfect mother.

Some days I was a good mother.  Some days I was a fair-to-middling mother.  To be honest, some days I was a pretty bad mother.  On no days was I ever a perfect mother.  I've beaten myself up about that.  I've cried and lamented and wished I could go back and change things.  Because, although I never expected my son to be a perfect child, I did expect myself to be a perfect mother--or darn close, anyway.  And, of course, I failed.

Yet this fine man is my son--the child I carried in my womb for nine months, the baby I birthed, the boy I nurtured.   He's not perfect, but he doesn't have to be perfect to be wonderful.

And if that goes for kids, maybe--just maybe--it goes for moms, too.

What do you think?

The way Jesus taught us to pray

Amen and amen.

Life in the Kingdom of God

Today is not a normal day. Dallas A. Willard, the most brilliant yet most humble man I've ever known, died today.

A photo of Dallas I snapped last June

You've probably heard of Dallas.  If you've spent any time around me, you've heard about him.  You've heard his words quoted.  Perhaps you know him as the author of The Divine Conspiracy, The Spirit of the Disciplines, Hearing God, or Renovation of the Heart.  Heck, if you've been around me for long, I've probably given you a copy of one of his books.

One thing's for sure: if you know anything about Dallas, you know that he didn't just live his life for God.  He lived his life with God.

And he's still living it.

Dallas has no more need of his human body.  It was the battery-pack that powered his spirit.  He liked to say that we are all "unceasing spiritual beings in God's great universe."  And though his body has ceased to function, Dallas surely lives.

Lots of people have said, "He's with Jesus now."  And that's true; he's with the Lord face-to-face now.  But Dallas has been with Jesus for a long time now.  He understood that Jesus made available to all of us the opportunity to live in the Kingdom of God--right here, right now, right on this earth.  Dallas understood like few others that "those who live in reliance upon the word and person of Jesus, and know by experience the reality of his kingdom, are always better off 'dead,' from the personal point of view.  Paul's language is, 'to die is gain' (Philippians 1:21).  And again: 'To depart and be with Christ is very much better' than to remain here (v. 23).  We remain willing, of course, to stay at our position here to serve others at God's appointment. But we live in the knowledge that, as Paul elsewhere said, 'Jesus the Anointed has abolished death and has, through the gospel, made life and immortality obvious' (2 Timothy 1:10)" (The Divine Conspiracy, p. 394).

As I was thinking today about Dallas's life and work, I was embarrassed for a moment that I blog about such little things as homemaking and cooking and decorating.  I found myself wishing that I devoted all my space at Imparting Grace to weightier matters.

But then I heard Dallas's gentle voice, reminding me that Jesus offers me the opportunity to live in the Kingdom of God.  I alone have the opportunity to bring my own little kingdom (or queendom, if you like)--the range of my effective will--under the authority of God's Kingdom. And that changes things.   

So I devote myself to writing and speaking and deeply spiritual matters--but I also make a home for my family.  I cook.  I decorate.  I do a million things that often seem to be inconsequential, but they all go together to make my life--a life lived in the Kingdom of God, consecrated to God, and for the glory of God.

I won't lend you my copy of Renovation of the Heart--but you should read it.

I seek to live my life as Jesus would live it if He were I.  Not the life of someone else, but my life.  A life deeply enriched by knowing Dallas Willard--and the God he serves.  The One who reminds me, 

"Whatever you do, in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him" (Colossians 3:17).  

Simple solution for decorating problem

A couple of weeks ago I mentioned that big changes are underway in my living room.  Actually, I've been holding out on you.  I've got news about my living room, and it's pretty stinking exciting.  Ready?  I'm in the middle of implementing a custom design from Darlene Weir of Fieldstone Hill Design.

Somebody pinch me!  I've never worked with an honest-to-goodness professional designer before, let alone someone of Darlene's caliber!  Woo hoo!

Right in the middle of procuring items for the room, though, I hit a snag.  Darlene had found floor lamps that were just perfect for the back wall of my room.  And she had found urns that were just perfect to stand on the chest beside the perfect floor lamps.  She told me that the urns and the lamps were going to provide "essential height variety."  It was all going to be just perfect.

Except it wasn't.



It turns out that the lamps weren't quite as tall as they were expected to be.  Instead of getting "essential height variety," we got elements of almost exactly the same height.

I'm embarrassed to admit how panicky I felt when I looked at the wall.  I really liked those lamps, and they were such a good price!  I didn't want to search for different lamps.  Other lamps were going to be much more expensive, I just knew it!  And I loved the urns.  I knew I wanted to use the urns.  The urns were exactly what I wanted!  Besides, returning them would be such a pain!  My mind raced as I tried to figure out what to do.  In short, I was in a tizzy.

I emailed Darlene, who agreed that the lamps should be taller.  Darlene wasn't at all panicky, though.  She was very reassuring and suggested a couple of possible solutions.  Which is to say that she reminded me that this was NO BIG DEAL.  So I calmed down.

In my calm state, I walked through the kitchen section at Target and spied these bowls:

Wooden bowls by Thomas O'Brien.  Perfectly round, perfectly straight across, inexpensive.

The light bulb came on as I realized that they were almost exactly the same circumference of the bases of my lamps.  Could it be?

Yes, it could.  I brought the bowls home, placed them under the lamps, snapped a photo and sent it to Darlene for a second opinion.  With her encouragement, I simply smeared wood glue onto the bottoms of the bowls

and attached them, bottom side up, to the bottoms of my lamps.  The bowls just sort of disappear under my lamps but make them an inch and a half taller.



And that was that.  End of drama.  Problem solved.

Essential height variety?  Check.



Want to see more of my new living room?  My hope is to reveal the whole new room as soon as everything is in place, which I hope will be in the next couple of weeks.

Now I find myself wondering if there might be simple solutions for more problems if I could just calm myself enough to see them.   What do you think?

Joining these fun parties:

Inspire Me Tuesday at A Stroll Thru Life

Tutorials and Tips at Home Stories A to Z
Swing Into Spring at DIY by Design

Wow Us Wednesday at Savvy Southern Style