On Patrol

It sure is feeling like summertime down here in the south.
Hot, sunny days and those pesky mosquitos and ticks are back.
Yesterday a new baby fawn was born, I'm certain the mother was one of the twin deer born here herself last spring.

There's been a fox sighting over the past three weeks, Oliver is keeping vigil.

The Fairest Month

 

 

 "Mine is the Month of Roses; yes, and mine
The Month of Marriages! All pleasant sights
And scents, the fragrance of the blossoming vine,
The foliage of the valleys and the heights.
Mine are the longest days, the loveliest nights;
The mower's scythe makes music to my ear;
I am the mother of all dear delights;
I am the fairest daughter of the year."

~  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Bee-ing Busy

The bees are busy dutifully collecting pollen from the new blooms.

I used to be afraid of bees, since when I was a young girl, I was stung,  and the fear had stayed with me into adulthood.

Years later I have realized their importance in the growing cycle and welcome their return to the garden,  albeit with a heedful smile.

 

 

Like trains of cars on tracks of plush
I hear the level bee:
A jar across the flowers goes,
Their velvet masonry
Withstands until the sweet assault
Their chivalry consumes,
While he, victorious, tilts away
To vanquish other blooms.
His feet are shod with gauze,
His helmet is of gold;
His breast, a single onyx
With chrysoprase, inlaid.
His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
Oh, for a bee's experience
Of clovers and of noon!

~ Emily Dickinson : The Bee (1830)

 

 

 

Lest We Forget

They fell, but o'er their glorious grave

Floats free the banner of the cause they died to save.

~Francis Marion Crawford

 

Dedicated to our American service men and women, without whose service and unselfish commitment our lives would be forever changed.

"Where There's Tea, There's Hope"

When I found myself recovering in a Rehab Facility a few months ago, awaiting my broken ankle to heal, the doctors and nurses were very diligent in making sure I had access to hot tea.
The dietary menu offered coffee galore, but hot tea was not an option.

Word got around that there's an English lady on the skilled nursing ward, and within a few days, the nurses, dietary staff,  therapy staff, and recreational staff all came bearing shopping bags, filled with boxes of tea, any and all varieties.
It was like Christmas.

They were convinced an Englishman without tea, is not a happy patient.
*giggle*
Their kindness will always be remembered.

No Takers

Quiet moments on the weekend are rare as hen's teeth.

Today was an exception.

*smile*

Selphie

 

 

Oliver cat has been practicing taking a  'selphie'.

He's not quite mastered the art of keeping his eyes open, when the flash goes off.
 

 

Special Delivery

Nobody Left To Love Me

 

Someone always leaving
and never coming back.
The wooden houses left too long abandoned
to turn old and gray.

Weeds pushing apart......
Trees gone wild,
Fields taking over.
Shredded curtains blowing in the wind.

Beams of weathered wood......
No longer able to hold in
The soft heartbeat of Home.

Unknown
 

Planting Times

Beatrix Potter....taking a little tea break in-between gardening chores.