Tuesday, April 17, 2018


As I write this,
 it is bone chilling cold outside. 
 Last week, 
I wrote about how the sun had come out
 and we were really entering into the 
Spring cycle.

 It was so nice, 
I said, 
that the air smelled fresh and pure
and the colors of spring were brilliant, 
to the point of 
hurting our eyes.

 there are swarms of little birds 
rushing the holly tree, 
picking something off that 
only their little eyes can see, 
and then rising up into the sky. 
 A black cloud in search of 
another neighborhood. 

they have left a few behind,
 silhouetted against a gray sky,
 to protect their spoils
 until the others 
make their return trip,
 as they have been doing each day.

 later in the morning, 
the air remains cold and 
rain is falling. 
wait a minute,
 that rain has now turned to snow. 
 Nothing is sticking and
 after awhile the snow is gone,
 a slight drizzle remains, 
and we are back to 
very cold, gray skies.

I have never been 
what you would call
 a patient person.

 I can become engrossed 
in a project, 
one with minute details and 
that takes a lot of time, and
 stick to it until the end, 
but waiting for a table 
or in a grocery store checkout line 
are not things that I like to do. 
 I enjoy being with people, 
I would rather tackle a task
 by myself, 
following my own plans and
 getting things done. 
 I am no good at
 putting a puzzle together 
as that entails a plan
 not of my making and
 it frustrates me.

 Along with all of those pressures
 having been piled upon my shoulders, 
I find that one of my 
least patient qualities 
is waiting for this horrible winter 
to be done.

 This teasing
by Mother Nature is
 getting so tiresome.

 Today was a day
that we were going grocery shopping. 
 It has been a little over a week 
since our last trip and 
we are rooting through the cupboards,
 looking for dinner provisions,
 but with this unpredictable weather system,
 we decided not to go. 
 You know,
 I'm no good at it,
 but the Captain 
can make a meal out of 
practically nothing,
 so I knew we wouldn't starve, but...

...not having
 fresh flowers on the table 
is unforgiveable!

On a trip to Home Goods awhile back, 
I was looking for some pillows
 with brightly flowered patterns on them. 
 I thought
 that would brighten up these
 dull days. 
as much as we all love Home Goods,
 do you ever go and 
not find one thing of interest?

 That doesn't happen to me very often
 but on this trip, 
even though the shelves were full,
 none of the colors were right, 
it all looked kind of junky, and 
there was a lot of broken stuff.

 I did spot 
these two black and white pillows 
that I liked. 
The ones that I use most of the time
 are falling apart and
 I do think a bit of black 
always looks good. 
I think these will
 look right at home with
 some other 
colorful pillows added in.

I did add some more 
galvanized pieces to the shelf. 
I think that star 
is kind of pretty and 
a different look 
from the usual barn stars.
 The star and the "O" are from
Hobby Lobby.

The lilac buds 
are going to be opening soon. 
 With them, 
I hope that the nice weather 
will return also and 
I won't have to depend totally 
on Trader Joe's 
for fresh flowers...
and my solemn wish 
is that I can...

"Adopt the pace of nature: 
her secret is patience."

Ralph Waldo Emerson


I wrote this yesterday (Monday). 
Just before I was going to post today,
guess what?...
Spring is back!
 The sun is out and brightly shining! 

Oh, Lordy! 

Trader Joe's here we come!

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Tuesday, April 10, 2018


Awhile ago 
I wrote a
 about "F" Words 
fires, fairs and flowers, etc. 

"P" words will be featured, 
 Peach Pie 
 Particularly Proud Poses,
 not necessarily in that order.

The week started with 

...where there was only one
of sun 
in the whole world
and guess who found it?

 The rain threatened to flatten 
the remaining daffodils 
in the garden 
so they were brought inside 
to be enjoyed 
one last time.


Then a trip to 
the grocery store
 supplied the Cottage
 with some 


The rains stopped
 and the sun,
 and Spring, 
came out at
 the same time...

...and the best cure
 for cabin fever
 could be a ride in the country 
where the colors are vibrant 
and the air smells clean and fresh.

  With no 
destination in mind, 
we found ourselves traveling 
down a 
country road...

rows of budding
 fruit trees...

...a Pond 
inhabited by
 duck decoys...

...a true country icon...

...and a cottage 
that held
of farm fresh 

...and indeed there was.

  A beautiful and juicy 
Peach Pie, 
baked to golden

...and with 
the taste of


Along the journey, 
in bright green

...there were subjects 
that were more than willing to
 for the camera...

...and one 
who could not be bothered.
And in one 

there is he 
who would like to show off 
his new "do"...

...with a bright 
new neck kerchief 
and a



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