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My sweet boy Oliver loves a cardboard box better than food, well almost...…..

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The Growing Season

The new spring grass is growing at a phenomenal rate, I suspect it has something to do with all of the rain that fell throughout the months of February and early March.

 "April showers, Bring May flowers"

Except a little early....

 

 

 

Growing

Friday's are very special days for us.

On those days we are fortunate to be the caretakers of our sweet little great-granddaughter Ensley Kate.

She reached a milestone last week of turning six months old, she has two bottom teeth, and more coming in.

This beautiful little bundle of joy brings so much pleasure to our lives, we couldn't be more blessed.

Batten Down The Hatches

The wind is blowing a gale.
Birds are literally flying sideways.
Each time I look out of the window, the windmill is turning a hundred miles an hour, if only I knew how to convert that energy into electricity, my utilities would be free for a month !

It's a balmy 77 degrees today, in early March, we are headed for a night of thunderstorms, and mayhem.

March madness no less.

 

On Hold

My plans were to start a little outdoor spring cleaning this weekend, but you know what they say about the best-laid plans of mice and men.........

The weather has turned wet and cold, with whispers of snow in the forecast,  so most of the cleaning will take place on the inside, accompanied by a cozy fire, and pots of tea galore.

Hoping your weekend is warm and cozy.

 

 

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*

 

 

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....

 

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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

 

 

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.

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