The Lisa Porter Collection

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Tee Time

On Tuesday my son played in his first Junior Invitational!

I think I may have been a tad more excited about this than he was so it was decided by the father & son that the father would drop him off and the mother would stay home and garden or do something.

So there I was...standing in the driveway, waving good-bye with the sunscreen in one hand and an extra Gatorade in the other, slight tilt of the head, watery eyes, little smile, big deep breath, and being a very good sport.

Then he called.

“Ok, so you can come towards the end of the day if you swear up one side and down the other not point your camera anywhere in my direction or in the direction of the other players.” CNP

OK!

The tournament was held at Connemara Golf Course just minutes from our home outside of Lexington.

Built in 1992, Connemara Golf Course is situated amidst the rolling hills of Connemara Farm which dates to 1833.

There were golfers walking by.

Finally a handsome old duffer who was willing to pose!

I guess he greets players as they finish & head in to the clubhouse.

He said this would be a good place to wait.

So we waited.

More golfers walking by.

Did I mention that it was sunny & 77 that afternoon?

It was getting later & later & I started to wonder.

Then out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse…

Oops!

XO Mom

A great way to play.

A great place to play!

Another great place to play!

Have a good one!

Sunday Morning & A Snow Day in March?

Here’s how it started Sunday morning.

I was wigging out about these little Star Magnolia buds.

And then this happened!

Yep. Same bush. Monday morning. I give.

My ornamental Cherry trees are laden with boughs of heavy, wet snow, their pink blossoms just barely open.

But these old girls should be fine.

The sun’s been shining all day long.

Oh it’s you.

Still haven’t found your spot?

Back to the blossoms...

and the last little bit…

just barely hanging on.

Meanwhile. Still searching.

The end.

I hope.

xo Lisa

A Gift.

A gift bag with signature bow.

A chic cream box.

Embraced by a pretty ribbon.

An exquisite jar of pampering nestled within soft black tissue.

Infused with the most delicious scent of orange blossoms.

To take me on a sensorial journey.

To remind me that he thinks of me when he’s away.

Thank you sweetheart.

{pssst…he reads my blog}

photos, Lisa Porter

Pretty Papers

This morning I received the latest news from luxury stationer William Arthur.

Their creative blog, to which I subscribe, is penned by a good friend & keeps an educated audience while discussing sartorial stationery, salutations, and many other interesting topics pertaining to their pretty papers.

This morning she highlighted a Vera Wang Opal Tulle Pocket with Oyster White Invitation which is inspired by one of the dressmaker’s wedding gowns.

Brilliant!