In my over-excitement to get my gardens ready for the summer, I almost neglected to pay attention to the calendar. And my memories of the springs where I've been teased to believe it was safe to plant flowers and then it froze. Froze hard. And they all died an early season's death. Not this year,… Continue reading Oh, please, it’s just a (weather) tease
A gardening revival
Today, I woke refreshed but achy. It's a beautiful morning. The sun is shining and the neighbor is already working. I'll blur that thought out of my mind. Instead, it's better to enjoy the fact I can capture tiny dew drops on the grass. Oh, my, I've missed seeing them over the winter months. Welcome… Continue reading A gardening revival
I wonder – a short letter to self
Some days I wonder if I've exhausted all ideas to write about for my blog. I know that's not the case, but I still wonder. Today's prompt from Linda Hill's Stream of Consciousness Saturday is "letter". I wrote a blog post last fall about snail mail. It was back when I hadn't figured out ping-backs… Continue reading I wonder – a short letter to self
A pup’s wild spring adventure
It's hard to contain the excitement I feel with the arrival of spring. I can once again wander outside in the yard, all wild and free-like. I love to observe the revival of the yard as the winds of spring and clouds in the sky tide to and fro. You can observe a lot by watching.… Continue reading A pup’s wild spring adventure
A courageous cat
I often find myself in unlikely predicaments. According to the humans, my appearance in those locations labels me as the naughty cat of the house. But, if you and I were to get up close and personal about it, I'd tell you the spots I find work for me. Because, where I perch I'm able to… Continue reading A courageous cat
Oh, mom, you didn’t, did you? A mom’s confession.
Dear Youngest Daughter, You asked me why it didn't work for me? Why is it that after having read the book 3-4 times, bookmarked pages of importance, loved what I read - why is it that it didn't work or didn't stick for me? I've thought long and hard about how to answer that question. … Continue reading Oh, mom, you didn’t, did you? A mom’s confession.