Snoozing

Cats sleep, anywhere,

Any table, any chair

Top of piano, window-ledge,

In the middle, on the edge,

Open drawer, empty shoe,

Anybody's lap will do,

Fitted in a cardboard box,

In the cupboard, with your frocks-

Anywhere! They don't care!

       Cats sleep anywhere.     

                    

~ Eleanor Farjeon (1881)

                                                                      

For The Birds

The Perennials have been slower to return this
year, mostly because we've had more than our fair share of frosts and freezes these early Spring days.

Better late than never.

 

The Goldfinches will soon be devouring the seeds of this Tickseed.

It makes happy little birds

 

“Sometimes goldfinches one by one will drop
From low hung branches; little space they stop;
But sip, and twitter, and their feathers sleek;
Then off at once, as in a wanton freak:
Or perhaps, to show their black, and golden wings,
Pausing upon their yellow flutterings.
Were I in such a place, I sure should pray
That nought less sweet, might call my thoughts away.”

 

John Keats

  

May Days

Our days have warmed up nicely, and all those April showers have surely graced us with an abundance of May flowers.

Grass seems to be greener, and blossoms seem to be brighter this Spring, it could be my imagination or a longing desire to see Mother Nature returning in all of her Glory.

 

To All Of Our Wonderful Mothers

Dedicated to all of our wonderful mothers, without whose unselfish, love and devotion, our lives would be forever changed.

A "Happy Mother's Day", I hope your day is filled with much loveliness.

 

 

You Were There

You were there when we took our first steps,

And went unsteadily across the floor.

You pushed and prodded: encouraged and guided,

Until our steps took us out the door...

You worry now "Are they ok?"

Is there more you could have done?

As we walk the paths of our unknown

You wonder" Where have my children gone?"

Where we are is where you have led us,

With your special love you showed us a way,

To believe in ourselves and the decisions we make,

Taking on the challenge of life day-to-day.

And where we go you can be sure,

In spirit you shall never be alone,

For where you are is what matters most to us,

Because to us that will always be home...

- Author Unknown

Simple Pleasures

Strawberry season has arrived here in Middle Tennessee.
Handpick your own, or buy by the basketful.

When I was a young girl, I was allergic to fresh strawberries.
Thank goodness, I outgrew that sensitivity.

"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 Ingalls Wilder 

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The Merry Month Of May

Despite two frost-laden nights this past week, the Clematis has once again graced us with her stunning blooms.
May Days cometh.

And Spring arose on the garden fair,

Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;

And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast

Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

~Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Sensitive Plant


 

Springtime

Incredible blue skies and sunshine today. Lots of the stuff, it surely feels like we are slap in the midst of summer with this 86 degree heat.
Flowers are bursting out in full bloom, a virtual rainbow of colors, each day, a new surprise.
The wild turkeys are parading their new poults, the flock continues to grow.

Pop-up storms make their way through each evening, a welcomed gesture to cool the night air.

We'll take whatever help we can get.

 

  

View Through My Window

I've enjoyed this view of the flowering Cherry Tree for well over a month now.

Each year it graces us with it's beauty, and is always the first in bloom before all others.

The recent frost has taken it's toll, but I'm certain it will return next year, emerging from her own winter of storms, freeze, winds, and drought, still standing, still surviving, still blooming, still giving.

 

Easter Blessings

 

Wishing you all a blessed and Happy Easter dear friends.

 

 

ALL I EVER NEEDED TO KNOW ABOUT LIFE I LEARNED  FROM THE  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  

 

Floating Along

Another day of rain.
Six inches of the stuff, the ground is soaked.

It seems as though an entire Spring's rainfall has fell in one week.
Even Freddie the frog has taken to higher ground.

Cold, wet leaves
Floating on moss-colored water
And the croaking of frogs -
Cracked bell-notes in the twilight.
 

~ The Pond, Amy Lowell

 

Returning

Now every field is clothed with grass, and every tree with leaves; now the woods put forth their blossoms, and the year assumes its gay attire. ~Virgil

 

April Showers Bring May Flowers

  A steady spring rain has fallen all day. 
The little pond is overflowing.
Soft rainfall makes for happy flowers, and one grateful little frog.

 

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Hello Spring

 Hello Spring, we've been waiting for you..... your healing sunshine is desperately needed.

The Robins have returned, a sure sign that you have arrived.

Our days have warmed up nicely.

New grass and flowers are beginning their journey to awaken.

Songbirds have returned, and there's a nightly croaking of a frog heard at the tiny pond.

Springtime appears.

 

Flowers are budding

Birds are nesting

Bunnies are hopping

Frogs are croaking

 

"An altered look about the hills;

A Tyrian light the village fills;

A wider sunrise in the dawn;

A deeper twilight on the lawn;

A print of a vermilion foot;

A purple finger on the slope;

A flippant fly upon the pane;

A spider at his trade again;

An added strut in chanticleer;

A flower expected everywhere ..."

- Emily Dickinson,