Labor Day – A Day You Celebrate Working by Doing Nothing

The other day, my husband made a comment wondering why we celebrate Labor Day. It just seems like a time that people go to the lake or beach to party and enjoy the last warm days of summer. Although that seems like the most common reason, Americans and Canadians created Labor Day to serve as a tribute to hardworking men and women. Labor unions first started celebrating the day as early as 1882, when the first Labor Day Parade was held in New York City. I had no idea until I started doing some research on the topic that labor unions specifically chose the first Monday in September because it was halfway between Independence Day and Thanksgiving.

As we celebrate Labor Day here in America, I am thankful that I am an American that is physically able to pursue a career that I love–one in publishing. I am even more thankful that I have a husband who works hard to support us (and our kitties and birdie!) while I am pursuing my dream job. I seriously have the best husband ever and am so thankful that he worked hard in South Carolina while I moved up to NYC this past summer to earn my publishing certification at NYU.

Now I am off to fill out a job application before getting back to the new book I just started reading. No worries, my cat, Caesar, is working hard to make sure my book doesn’t go somewhere until I pick it up again. Someone should seriously hire him to check book binding durability.

Caesar with Victoria Bylin's "Until I found You"

Caesar with Victoria Bylin’s “Until I found You”

Anyways, here is to being able to celebrate Labor Day next year as an employed woman! :raises root beer:

Credit goes here for the Labor Day info.

There are more than skyscrapers and people in NYC.

I’m going to share a little secret with you. Even though I was super excited to spread my wings and fly to New York City last week (you know I don’t mean this literally), I was a little bit worried that a corner of my soul was going to shrivel up and die inside. I’m happy to report that trees, flowers, and squirrels do exist in New York City–and in a rather surprising amount. I’ve been getting my “green fix” by visiting several parks since my arrival. I spotted these little beauties in City Hall Park.

Where are my horticulturalist friends when I need them? I think these are alliums, members of the onion family!

I told my husband before I left South Carolina to send me pictures of my new daylilies as they flowered. I had a friend from Pennsylvania send the bulbs to me last year so for several months I’ve been looking forward to seeing what the plants look like as they bloom for the first time. Go figure, almost all of the buds taunted me for weeks and decided to start blooming after I left for NYU’s summer publishing course. I was happy that I got to see (and photograph!!) the blooms below before I left. I am anxiously awaiting for the husband to send me pictures of additional flowers as they open up.

Senior Joan Daylily

Senior Joan Daylily

Peach and burgundy daylily

I can’t remember what this one is, but if you’re really interested, I can find out.

I shot all of the featured photos with my new LG G2 instead of my SLR. Camera phones have gotten pretty darn amazing the last few years. Well, now that I’ve told you about my “green fix” secret, perhaps you can share one of your secrets with me. 😉