All Creatures Great And Small

Last Spring we enjoyed sitting outside and listening to the sounds of a new visitor at the pond.
A Bullfrog, or so we thought, since night after night he graced us with his amorous calls, in an attempt that some willing female would take him up on his offer.

However, the skinny little frog we witnessed bellowing away at the top of his lungs, was nothing more than something resembling a lizard.
We were confused.

This Spring, the same sounds came echoing from the pond. I expected to see the same little frog sitting amongst the day lilies, unimposing and slight of build.

Imagine my surprise when I caught my first glimpse of this now robust and portly gentleman, a Wood Frog as far as we can tell.

I've named him Igor.

Murphy's Law

I have a long standing love affair with these plants, Geraniums.
Each year I plant them on the front porch, sometimes using red, salmon pink, but oftentimes white.
They bloom all summer long, despite the lingering heat here in the South.

Wouldn't you know, just as the pots are planted, and positioned on the porch, we've been handed a frost warning tonight.

Off to cover everything with the white sheets........when will I learn to plant later.

May Flowers

What could be more relaxing than spending a warm Spring day, planting in the garden.
With the wind in my hair, that's how I spent my entire day today, digging and pulling, arranging and fluffing.
The bicycle got a new basket of flowers, if only I can keep the squirrels from planting their own goodies inside.

"It was the month of May, the month when the foliage of herbs and trees is most freshly green, when buds ripened and blossoms appear in their fragrance and loveliness.

And the month when lovers, subject to the same force which reawakens the plants, feel their hearts open again, recall past trysts and past vows, and moments of tenderness, and yearn for a renewal of the magical awareness which is love."

~ Sir Thomas Malory, La Morte d'Arthur

A Flower Expected Everywhere

We have had lots of rain the past two weeks, the newly budding flowers have shown their gratitude and color is in abundance throughout the garden.
Oh, how I love this time of the year.


I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers:
Of April, May, of June, and July flowers.
I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes.

Robert Herrick 1591-1674

And Thereto I Plight Thee My Troth

Perfection.
My homeland did me proud.
The playing of 'Jerusalem' brought me to tears.
The exuding love for each other made my heart flutter.
This green and pleasant land, unmistakably merry.

Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue

I've dusted off my best hat, and plan to spend my entire Friday morning as a virtual guest at Wills and Kate's royal wedding.




The Union Jacks are flying, and I'm gearing to raise my glass in a well-wished toast to the happy couple.
Gawd Bless 'Em.

Three cheers..... Hip Hip Hooray, Hip Hip Hooray, Hip Hip Hooray !

A Spring Rain

The world is wet today
luxurious, damp, drenched
drops hug the leaves,
anoint the still budded lilac blossoms
before their blooming
rich purple and plum
made richer by their watery skin
New leaves under the weight
droplets heavy, hanging
bowing the white pine needles
undersides exposed to drink
drink in the morning
hushed in the rain
temperature near the dewpoint
sprouts of just planted flowers
eager from the parched soil
new puddles bloom too
on the ground, the driveway
collect and gather
without the smell of summer rain yet
tears splash and spread
silent shimmers, heralds, messengers
in the spring rain.

~A Spring Rain : Raymond J. Foss

Y'All Come

The First Sergeant and I enjoyed a toe-tapping weekend at the Grand Ole Opry.
A star-packed venue the two and a half hour show was packed with up and coming entertainers, and legends of the Grand Ole Opry alike.

I must confess, I was moved to tears, when Bobby Osborne sang the state song "Rocky Top", it brought the house down.

We plan to return, and make this a regular engagement.

Nothing can compare.

Blessings To You This Easter

Easter ......

A special time to share a family meal, enjoy the fun of Easter egg hunting, a time to worship together, a time to rejoice.
Wishing you a blessed Easter.......

Spring Storms

A night of restlessness.
Stormy, swirling skies, lightening bolts all around.
The morning mists, quietly gather and gently wrap the rain-soaked earth.

Morning Mist

In the morning, skies so gray,
Before the sun lights up the day,
I chanced upon a morning mist
That left the leaves and grasstips kissed
With the aqua of the dew,
It left a feeling with me, too
Something old and something new;
Something that comes with the mist again,
Never what, but always when.