It was a chilly 44 degrees this morning. Me and my wild-a** morning hair, my camera, and a little ol' pup with a nose for adventure, headed out to see if the plants survived the chill of the night. The irises haven't bloomed yet. My hand wasn't as steady as I hoped, but I did… Continue reading The wild edges of my little ol’ yard
Category: Inspiration
It’s my turn to shut-up
Say what??? Yeah, you read the title right, you smarty pants - YEP - it's my turn to be silent. I'm the one to go on rambling on Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Always sharing my thoughts. On, and on, and on. Pondering things. And you know why? Because - I do so in order to… Continue reading It’s my turn to shut-up
The balancing act of a personal blogger
Delicate ideas that blossom for a blog post come out of nowhere. Magically appearing, right? As if you were just standing there, waiting for the idea to pop into your head. So you could balance it with just the right words. And paint a beautiful watercolor-like image for your readers and for yourself. Ah, to… Continue reading The balancing act of a personal blogger
And then Spring speaks
It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad. -… Continue reading And then Spring speaks
Celebrating the elements of nature
In Wisconsin, if it doesn't rain on Memorial Day, we're lucky. Today, it is supposed to rain. In fact, as I write this post, it is raining. A nice, calm, steady rain. The birds are singing. It's peaceful. No worries, the last two days have been sunny and warm, so we're good. We cooked out… Continue reading Celebrating the elements of nature
This dog is addicted to the nosey mosey
Well, well, well, okay - since you're all a tad nosey, I'll take the bait. I'll share some things about myself that you might not know. I have this thing. This thing is called an addiction to mosey along the fence line of the yard. Taking my sweet ol' time. Dodging each posey in the… Continue reading This dog is addicted to the nosey mosey