Wednesday, April 26, 2017

In The Garden

Spending time in the garden today, pulling weeds and tidying .
Blue skies and sunshine overhead,  but  rain moving in this evening.
Hoping your day is just as lovely.
"Peace is when time doesn't matter as it passes by "
Maria Schell (1926-2005) Austrian actress





Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Morning Mists

Rain-soaked earth, leaving us with an eerie landscape this morning.



Morning Mist

In the morning, skies so gray,
Before the sun lights up the day,
I chanced upon a morning mist
That left the leaves and grasstips kissed
With the aqua of the dew,
It left a feeling with me, too
Something old and something new;
Something that comes with the mist again,
Never what, but always when.

Author Unknown

Saturday, April 22, 2017

April Showers Bring May Flowers

Rain has deluged our fair city all week long.
Bucket loads of the stuff, and now we are under a flash flooding warning.
I can only hope when the merry month of May arrives, the flowers will show their gratitude.



Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Feathered Friends

"Poor indeed is the garden in which birds find no homes."
~ Abram L. Urban

Friday, April 14, 2017

A Visit With The Easter Bunny



Don’t put all of your eggs in one basket.
Walk softly and carry a big carrot.
Everyone needs a friend who is all ears.
There’s no such thing as too much candy.
All work and no play can make you a basket case.
A cute little tail attracts a lot of attention.
Everyone is entitled to a bad hare day.
Let happy thoughts multiply like rabbits.
Some body parts should be floppy.
Keep your paws off other people’s jellybeans.
Good things come in small sugar-coated packages.
The grass is always greener in someone else’s basket.
An Easter bonnet can tame even the wildest hare.
To show your true colors – you have to come out of your shell.
The best things in life are still sweet and gooey.

~ Author Unknown


  Wishing you  A Happy Easter dear friends ...


Sunday, April 9, 2017

Yew Tree Farm

If you share a love of Beatrix Potter as I do, I have a treat in store.....

Courtesy of Britain's ITV3 television program 'Living the Dream' we are treated to an incredible visit inside Yew Tree Farmhouse, home of Beatrix Potter.

The life of Beatrix Potter is a fascinating story in itself, one that has a lot to offer children particularly as an insight into the constraints and expectations of women in the Victorian Era. Ahead of her time she defied convention to become not only one of the great storytellers and artists of her age but also a landowner, farmer and conservationist .

(Helen) Beatrix Potter (1866-1943)

Yew Tree Farm with its distinctive ‘spinning gallery’ is in the beautiful Lake District, in a stunning picturesque setting it is ideally located for all Lakeland activities.
The Farm House was built in 1693 and is one of the most photographed farms in the North. Yew tree was owned by Beatrix Potter in the 1930s and is still home to many of her furnishings, Yew Tree farm featured as ‘Hill Top’ in the movie ‘Miss Potter’ starring Rene Zellweger.
Beatrix called the Lake District in England her beloved home. She owned several farms in the local area, Yew Tree Farmhouse being her favorite. Yew Tree Farmhouse is partly of 17th Century date or earlier, with a new end added in 1743.
This date, and the initials of the then owner, George Walker, are cut in the ironwork of the front door. The farm gets its name from the yew tree, some 700 years old when it blew down in 1896.

"…as nearly perfect a little place as I ever lived in, and such nice old-fashioned people in the village." -Beatrix Potter

Video credit: yewtreefarm1/ITV3

Thursday, April 6, 2017

In April

This I saw on an April day:
Warm rain spilt from a sun-lined cloud,
A sky-flung wave of gold at evening,
And a cock pheasant treading a dusty path
Shy and proud.

And this I found in an April field:
A new white calf in the sun at noon,
A flash of blue in a cool moss bank,
And tips of tulips promising flowers
To a blue-winged loon.

And this I tried to understand
As I scrubbed the rust from my brightening plow:
The movement of seed in furrowed earth,
And a blackbird whistling sweet and clear
From a green-sprayed bough.
~ James Hearst  (1900-1983)

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Spring Cleaning

The first grass-cutting of the season, just in time before rain and thunderstorms move into our area later today.

                                                     Beatrix Potter gets a new hairdo.

Several days ago I hung the summer wreath in place, after adding a variety of new flowers.

Mrs.. Robin came along, and has decided it is a fittin' place to raise her babies inside, and  lost no time in building a new nest.

I shall have to be a dutiful hostess and careful not burn the porch lights after dark.


Monday, April 3, 2017

Me And My Shadow

Never but a few feet apart.
Tom-Tilly shadows Oliver, all day long.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Awakening Days

Our days have warmed up nicely.
New grass and flowers are beginning their journey to awake.
Songbirds have returned, and there's a nightly croaking of a frog heard at the tiny pond.
Springtime appears.


For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins:
The days dividing lover and lover,
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

~ Algernon Charles Swinburne