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 living with contentment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label living with contentment. Show all posts
Sunday, April 18, 2021
Wednesday, February 19, 2020
A Peaceful Easy Feeling
Our days are getting noticeably longer, darkness now falls around 5:30 each evening.
Mother Nature sent us sunshine today, sixty five degrees worth of the stuff, encouraging us to break out of our cabin-fever mold, and delight in pottering around the garden.
The Robins are in abundance, busily pulling the earthworms from the moist soil, the nests are getting feathered, the Pussy Willow buds are awaking.
The Robins are in abundance, busily pulling the earthworms from the moist soil, the nests are getting feathered, the Pussy Willow buds are awaking.
Daffodils are waving their sleepy heads in the noon day sun.
Not long now.
Not long now.
Labels:
late Winter days,
living with contentment,
peacefulness,
Wind
Sunday, May 19, 2019
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