Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Mid-Week Indulgence

The sun is shining brightly, I've treated ourselves to a little mid-week treat.
Love the name of the bakery "Sticky fingers bakeries".
*Drool*
 
 

Sunday, February 24, 2019

February Days

The rain has finally stopped.
Our state has endured the most rainfall on record in the past 139 years for the month of February, rivers are out of their banks, livestock has been moved to higher ground.
The grass is growing at a crazy rate, the little toad house has been occupied more than once this rainy season, the frogs are happy....
 
🐸 
 

Friday, February 22, 2019

Oliver Love


 
 
 
 
" Sometimes he curls up on my pillow during the night and I don't know he's there until I yawn and my mouth closes on a whisker. "

~Astrid Alauda
 
 

Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Under The Weather

The household is full of sickness, head colds,  coughing and spluttering.
I've spent long days in bed, with Vicks as my companion.
Our state has been deluged with more than it's share of heavy rain and flooding, leading to soggy grounds and mold, which contributes to upper respiratory problems.
Homemade chicken soup is the order of the day, and lots of hot lemon tea.
Stay well friends.
 
 
 


Monday, February 18, 2019

Little Things That Make Me Smile

English red transferware
Timeless pieces throughout the years
 


Friday, February 15, 2019

A Bargain Of Beauty

A baker's-dozen........... pots of blooming Tulips. 
All had been marked down to a mere $1.25 a pot.
Each individual pot holds three huge bulbs, all waiting to be planted in the warm, fertile soil of Spring.


Thursday, February 14, 2019

With Love From Me To You

 
 
💛
 
" The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.".
Eden Ahbez "Nature Boy"
 
 




May your Valentine's Day be special !

((Hugs))
x


Saturday, February 9, 2019

Thoughts Of Home



The Manor Farm
 
 
The rock-like mud unfroze a little, and rills
Ran and sparkled down each side of the road
Under the catkins wagging in the hedge.
But earth would have her sleep out, spite of the sun;
Nor did I value that thin glilding beam
More than a pretty February thing
Till I came down to the old Manor Farm,
And church and yew-tree opposite, in age
Its equals and in size. The church and yew
And farmhouse slept in a Sunday silentness.
The air raised not a straw. The steep farm roof,
With tiles duskily glowing, entertained
The mid-day sun; and up and down the roof
White pigeons nestled. There was no sound but one.
Three cart-horses were looking over a gate
Drowsily through their forelocks, swishing their tails
Against a fly, a solitary fly.
The Winter's cheek flushed as if he had drained
Spring, Summer, and Autumn at a draught
And smiled quietly. But 'twas not Winter—
Rather a season of bliss unchangeable
Awakened from farm and church where it had lain
Safe under tile and thatch for ages since
This England, Old already, was called Merry.


Edward Thomas 1878
 
 

Wednesday, February 6, 2019

All Change



Our days have been filled with glorious sunshine.
I tidied around the garden and fiddled in the potting shed yesterday, my to-do list seems endless before putting winter to rest for another season.
The daffodils are in bloom, offering the promise of spring.
After a gloriously warm and sunshiny day, today it's back to rain, dark and dreary.
A cozy day to enjoy inside.
Wishing you peace, in whatever little corner of the world, you call home...…

 
    
 
 
 
 "Winter is the time of promise because there is so little to do - or because you can now and then permit yourself the luxury of thinking so."
~Stanley Crawford

Saturday, February 2, 2019

News From Gobbler's Knob

Rabbits have been making a show in the garden.
Nibbling on the new shoots of grass.
The songbirds are once again appearing , a good sign that life is beginning to awaken.
Punxsutawney Phil  has predicted an early spring, maybe in these southern states, the poor folks in other parts of the country, digging out of the snow, will be harder to convince......