Tales of a British expat, transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside. Lover of old, time-worn, and antique. Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-nurturer.
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Saturday, July 11, 2020
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.
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
Thursday, August 6, 2015
View From My Window
Thunder clouds are forming overhead, we welcome any rain.
Summer flowers are limp on the vine.
Today a possum, a raccoon, a groundhog, wild turkeys and deer pass through, all searching for a place to quench their thirst.
The fruit from the neighbor's pear tree seems to satisfy their needs.
Summer flowers are limp on the vine.
Today a possum, a raccoon, a groundhog, wild turkeys and deer pass through, all searching for a place to quench their thirst.
The fruit from the neighbor's pear tree seems to satisfy their needs.
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Spring Rains
We've had rain every day for the past week.
Flowers love the rain, and unfortunately grass does too.
It's not a good idea to mow wet grass, so mowing in between showers has been challenging.
I've idled away in the potting shed, cool, rainy days remind me of England. *sigh*
The difference a year has made, we now have grass growing around the limestone steps.
I've replaced the moss in the window-baskets, so far the little bird -bandit has not helped herself.
Oliver partaking in his morning yoga exercise..
Labels:
flowers,
limestone path,
rain,
Spring
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