After days of being cocooned in a blanket of white, temperatures have slowly warmed and sunshine has once again become our welcomed companion.
My plans were to clean-up around the garden today, but melting snow has the earth completely soaked, not the best kind of conditions if you are unsteady underfoot.
The tiny birds have reappeared, happily foraging amongst the bushes and shrubs, no longer a prisoner in their little nests made of sticks.
An entire week without venturing farther than the front porch, my to-do list is as long as my arm.
A Brit in Tennessee
Tales of a British expat transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside. Lover of old, time-worn, and antique. Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-lover.
Monday, February 22, 2021
February Days
Thursday, February 18, 2021
Silent And Soft
Wednesday, February 17, 2021
Winter Nesting
Cocooned in a blanket of ice and snow, our days are not much different from the isolating COVID days.
Days seem to run into weeks and weeks into months.
Many businesses are shuttered closed, employees unable to navigate the treacherous roads, especially the more rural ones that are left untreated.
I'm extremely grateful for a refrigerator and pantry full of food, and a house that is warm and cozy.
Others are not so lucky.
Tuesday, February 16, 2021
Iced Over
Sunday, February 14, 2021
With Love From Me To You
Thursday, February 4, 2021
Talking In Their Sleep
"You think I am dead,"
The apple tree said,
"Because I have never a leaf to show -
Because I stoop,
And my branches droop,
And the dull gray mosses over me grow!
"But I'm still alive in trunk and shoot;
The buds of next May
I fold away -
But I pity the withered grass at my root."
"You think I am dead,"
The quick grass said,
"Because I have parted with stem and blade!
But under the ground,
I am safe and sound
With the snow's thick blanket over me laid.
"I'm all alive, and ready to shoot,
Should the spring of the year
Come dancing here -
But I pity the flower without branch or root."
"You think I am dead,"
A soft voice said,
"Because not a branch or root I own.
I never have died, but close I hide
In a plumy seed that the wind has sown.
"Patient I wait through the long winter hours;
You will see me again -
I shall laugh at you then,
Out of the eyes of a hundred flowers.
Edith Matilda Thomas (1854 - 1925)
Monday, February 1, 2021
Snow Day
The Snow Storm ~ Ralph Waldo Eme
Thursday, January 28, 2021
Wolf Moon
Saturday, January 23, 2021
Nesting
~ Thomas De Quincey 1796
Thursday, January 21, 2021
Winter Days
Monday, January 18, 2021
Little Things That Make Me Smile
"As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful."
~ Laura Ingalis Wilder
Friday, January 15, 2021
Hobbit Days
As with much of the nation we are experiencing a blast of cold winter weather.
It's predicted for much of the coming week, so hearty soups are the go-to meal of the day.
Come join us for a bowl.
1 lb. smoked sausage, ground sausage (browned in pan), ham hocks or diced ham. Our favorite is to use a leftover hambone with some meat on it.
1 lg. onion, diced
1 clove garlic, minced
1 tsp chili powder (optional)
1 can diced tomatoes (15 oz.)
Juice from 1 lemon
Bay LeafI also add:
Two stalks of celeryThree cubed potatoes
Two sliced carrotsOptional: Hot sauce or crushed red pepper to taste
Tuesday, January 12, 2021
Snow-Flakes
Out of the bosom of the air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garment shaken,
Over the woodlands, brown and bare
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.
Sunday, January 10, 2021
All Creatures Great and Small: Official Trailer
Thursday, January 7, 2021
Tea-Sipping Day
There are whispers of the "s" word in the forecast, just when the sunshine has returned, and green shoots are popping up all over the garden.
I hope the weather-forecasters have missed the mark on this one.
The Christmas decorations were returned to their boxes this morning, another year done and dusted.