No Other Name

Come; take a stroll with me on this beautiful early-summer morn, and I'll share a little tale with you.

Now cast your eyes upon this lovely profusion of pink and white prettiness. 

This was the inspiration for christening my little cottage the Brambleberry Cottage.

After years of diligently searching for the perfect farmstead, we were blessed to find this lovely, sweet cottage tucked among the rolling hills of a national forest. 

I knew right away that she must have a very special name, for it had taken so very long to find her. 

But the perfect one to equal her beauty seemed quite elusive for awhile.

I pondered quite a few names, over the first few months after moving here.  But none seemed befitting. 

Then, one morning, as I strolled along the edge of the woods of the farm, I noticed that the lovely blossoms had given way to something just as delightful.

The huge brambles behind the old barn...

and all along the entrance to the woods were now weighted with a beautiful bounty of berries.

Over the course of the next several weeks, I was utterly amazed at the colorful transformation that was taking place.

Berries—once pale green—now blushed a sweet shade of pink, with an occasional black one thrown in the mix.

Fields that once boasted precious pink and white blossoms were now bursting forth with bright pink berries.

And in a very short time, the pink turned to crimson.

It was fascinating to observe the brambles of blackberries—visible as far as the eye could see—totally enveloping the cottage.

At last, the name for this little slice of heaven had revealed itself.

She would be called the Brambleberry Cottage.

For no other name could possibly taste sound so sweet!   ; )

Sharing this bounty over at Beverly's for Pink Saturday, Tootsie's for Flaunt Your Flowers, Fertilizer Friday and Susan's for Metamorphosis Monday.