Pretty and I are spending more than our usual amount of time in Landrum, which is in the upstate of South Carolina at the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains just south of the South Carolina/North Carolina state line. For those readers who follow us regularly, you may recall Pretty’s childhood home was in the upstate; and many family members still live in the area.
For years we drove past a Bojangles restaurant on every trip when we took the Landrum Exit off I-26.
typical Bojangle’s fast food restaurant
Landrum Bojangles turned Bo-jingles for the holidays
Santa apparently wants biscuits instead of cookies this year
Meanwhile, back at the ranch on Cardinal Drive in West Columbia, our outdoor decorations depend on the revival of the colorful cactuses in our back yard.
I do love a holiday cactus (fingers crossed for survival!)
our granddaughters wonder if Santa can find us?
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Please stay tuned.
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11 responses to “Christmas Cacti and Bojangles: Seeing Red in the Upstate and Pink on Cardinal Drive”
Reassure them that Santa probably has an eye on that shed!
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Hahaha – great idea, Josie! When we see them this week, we will plant that seed!
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After all – Santa and the reindeer are used to the outdoors and cold weather. And – while the shed might not be quite big enough to stable the reindeer – it might be a great place to assemble the presents.
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Brilliant!
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You live in a land where Thanksgiving and Christmas cactuses grow outdoors in December! Tell the girls Santa will find you. (Bet he plans a stop at Landrum Bojangles for a quick snack).
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Full disclosure, Ann – T manages to carry the cactus inside on the nights when temperatures are expected to be freezing! She’s a trooper!!
As Molly will be happy to tell you, Naynay is too heavy to pick her (or anything else) up anymore because she is OLD.
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Oh no! Not you spilling Christmas secrets! Christmas is a scam. Hah!
My youngest grandniece was so disappointed in me when I attended her first horse show a little while back. I needed to be hauled up to the arena in the barn owner’s golf cart, then her big, strapping police officer father abandoned her to help Auntie hobble to the chair he set up for my arrival. Then both grandniece and beloved nephew had to take turns getting me cookies and coffee throughout the morning. Gracie was mortified when I turned down an offer to visit the horses. I was staying put. Arthritis is a bitch. It didn’t help that I kept referring to Frannie as the best horse on earth (the way we do when we’re partial to our own pets), because Frannie is clearly, as an old lady’s horse, inferior. She doesn’t even gallop! Oh the humiliation. Lol!!
Joy to the world…
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I just love that your grandniece loves horses the way you do!!!!! Isn’t that the best???
I’m with you on staying put. Once I find a place I can sit down, I cling to it. Rheumatoid arthritis is a definite bitch, and this cold damp weatheust be the pimp.
Frannie will never be inferior – she has been a keeper for sure!. Gallop, no gallop the best horse on earth now. I admit I still miss the good Doctor.
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I miss him every day. He was the best boy ever!!
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He was the absolute best boy ever.
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Charly and I are having a sad time this year, too – we miss Spike and Carl every blessed day still. But, then, it hasn’t been but 9 months…Pretty is always busy during the holiday season at her antique empire so she is out of the house so much plus this year we have dealt once again with aging parents – this time, her dad and his wife. Never gets easier. I know you know.
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