tumbleweedsandthyme

Show and tell

 Its been along time since I have felt comfortable enough within myself to come to this page. So, I'm just going to jump in with both hands, and my heart and begin anew.

But not before I thank those of you who wrote to me or left me a comment while I was hibernating in my own cocoon feeling uncomfortably numb.  Thank you for letting me know you cared.

I've always been one to embrace life, and run along beside it, into the whispering wind of the "good within" which life holds, pushing me, forward.

However, now and then there comes a time you just have to slow down, step aside, STOP, and allow life to do the embracing.  It will, and it does, and soon you feel your feet firmly planted again with the earth beneath you providing balance. 

I sit with winter, peacefully, though I long for the scent of freshly turned earth, daydream about fields of flowers, and count the weeks until I can get my hands dirty playing in dirt again.

While facing forward, I walk a bit more cautiously and with intention into this new year.  I choose to focus on change in my life.  Knowing fully that the pressure I alone put on myself for perfection is a hinderance to my well-being, I take action towards change. Nothing is perfect, never will be, (except a mother's children, which is what my mother would have added to that statement).  I have learned that certain things need not be done immediate, and can wait until tomorrow without it mattering, or making any difference in the big picture of living. Doing so has provided for me a space I needed, some down time to savor, some alone minutes that don't belong to another.

Within those free minutes of space and time I nurture my soul, breath in my passions, holding them on my breathe. This also gives me a chance to plant seeds of kindness that germinate without any tending. Since relaxing isn't a skill I've ever been very good or content at doing,  I work at forcing the issue with myself to learn the how of relaxation, I know and understand the why. I needed something to do that I would find relaxing but something that I'd still feel I was "doing" so, I'm making a garden art journal.

After spending the first day of 2009 with my dear daughter who made a surprise visit home for the day only (we had a lovely time together), and spending that night with her creating art (her talents far exceed my deepest hope to reach), and with the encouragement along the way from a dear friend who lives in Berkeley, plus inspiration from my friend Loretta who not only I read at Pomegranatesandpaper but whom writes for Cloth Paper Scissors these amazing words that should make anyone believe that an artist is buried within themselves, I just GO for it. I don't have any idea what I am doing,  except I know its relaxing and it's fun, fun, fun! 

Theres always an available excuse when we don't WANT to do something in our life, and not having a room I could use as an art space was my excuse for along time to put away all my paper and pens, and ink and color that could become. But, my muse, (she can really be a pest sometimes) pushed this vintage table against the back wall in my kitchen and said, " USE IT, and leave it there. It doesn't hurt a thing being where it is."

It is here I sit to play and create whatever comes to the page,  in the midst of this unusual cold winter we are enduring. Every day I spend a little bit of time here, or more likely late at night when the rest of the house sleeps.  Some of the men in my life, (each of whom I cherish all their aspirations) my husband, my sons and my brother are sometimes quick to look over my shoulder and question, "But, what's the point?"  The point is it's my time to do with as I wish, (firm advice from my muse who often has something of value to input).  Arnie gets it, I think, maybe not what's on the pages, but that I need space and time that's my own before spring comes and I bloom at work once more. Won't be long now spring returns to me ______ (insert big smile that comes to my face when I think spring and sunshine, and pretties, and fresh veggies!)

My book is beginning to fill up, and with each page I do the writer in me has inspired the page and my intend is to put stories with the pages at some time perhaps. 

Hesistant to show you, but this wouldn't be much of a Show & Tell if I only told and didn't show and it is afterall what I titled this post. So, here's a peak below.

 

  

the next two go side by side...the thought here is about harmony in a garden and the need to have both good bugs and bad bugs. You can;t have good bugs without bad bugs or the good bugs to eat. Garden party invite the good bugs, menu is the bad bugs.

 

 

and here I think I begin to get more in tune with lots of layers and just slapping paint on the page. These two also are side by side and go together and probably my favorite.

 

  

Of course there are fairies in your garden and if you aren't seeing any you aren't embracing all that is to be seen:-) Have you ever seen a garden fairy with crows feet or wrinkles?  Of course not! They have all that natural goodness of herbs and flowers right at their fingertips to make them beautiful and to nurture their well being. 

 

although there are more I think this is quite enough to post now. Except for these next two... which are dear to my heart, just collage in its simpliest of form, tender to me simply because on a day when I didn't think my Arnie would live until tomorrow I walked this field barefoot, feeling the need to ground myself and his life to the earth,  and it was here I knelt to pray, alone. These are pictures of the zinnia field I took that day. Some of this is three demensional though it doesn't show well in this scan.

Hardly a weed in that feild to see that day though the weeds in my life were strangling me. This brings me to quickly update that my Arnie though he has and always will much to deal with healthwise, is maintaining. Thank you God and all of you who keep him tucked in thought and/or prayer. He/we are still caring for a wound, SINCE June when these pictures were taken. We are both becoming strained from the process of no adviced treatment working to get it healed! Hence he remains pretty much bedridden. There are times I have to pick up his spirit and hand it back to him but all in all he is NOT and well could be a nasty, grouchy, angry,  miserable person. I think I might be if the table was turned and I faced everyday as he has to do. Thank you again for your prayers and good energy that kept him with us this year.

Well, it felt good to walk back in here after such a long absence. I hope you enjoyed stopping by too and I thank you for coming.   Please leave me a comment so I know you were here. May you wrap yourself in warmth while we head through winter which soon will turn the corner towards spring.  I'l be ready to welcome her return.

What do you see when you look at the day?

 My morning began by seeing this butterfly laying/resting on these blue pansies. I was amased at how its marking are identical on each wing. I went about working and when I walked by again it was still there..I feared it dead, but I touched aplant nearby and it fluttered so slightly a wing. I wondered what it was contemplating in such a peaceful state, if anything. I asked it if I could lay my worries beside it as not to carry them with me through the day.

Much of the day my hands were in dirt..a place they like to be. I potted several pots  

 

     In a few days this wonderful deep clay bowl with be entirely full with leaf lettuce having grown to cover the top. Red leaf, salad bowl green (a very tender leaf), red oakleaf, Buttercrunch and little gem romaine make up this, "The Salad Bowl" Imagine at the end of the day picking fresh crisp leaves for a dinner salad right from your very own salad bowl. 

And as always I like to think outside the (garden) pot and so I potted this vintage agate pan with front handle full of pretty pansy, and dressed up for the season with a couple of gourds and a little pumpkin.   Bushel baskets also plant up well and can be sat anywhere this time of year, nut given a chouce I think they would wish to sit on the porch as a welcome basket...tie a piece of mini corn on the handle with a pretty plaid fall ribbon to hold it in place....(I planted one, a bushel baslet today, but forgot to take a picture of it,  oops!)

At the end of the day I looked to see if Sid the spider was still hanging safely and no one had decided to knock down his web...he was fine....

 

the butterfly was gone, hours ago of course but I stopped by the pansies ..picked up my worries, thanked the pansies for keeping them kindly for me through the day...and headed home. Look at the sky before me..rolling clouds of pink and blue like cotton candy swirling in a plastic bubble at a state fair..Glimmers of the sun that has sunk below a level I could view it setting tonight.

 When your day begins like this       

AND ends like this                        

           it deserves a little praise, "Thank you Universe for the day you have given me."

Ps I miss you my baby bird, thank you for teaching me to look up at the sky when the day draws to an end. I love you K.

Autumn Inspiration

I spend my days lugging and toting,,, pumpkins, gourds, dried corn, hay bales, corn stalks and more.  What fun to make displays and see people tear them apart for their pleasure of taking home the perfect pumpkin to decorate for the season, and then I do it all over again. Just some pictures this morning so you can have a peak and perhaps get inspired to Welcome Autumn. This is the season of blessings, a time of good and plenty, and a time to be grateful for the harvest.

Not much time to write here these days, but thought I'd take you on a walk with me through  where I work and play each day at bringing Autumn to life. Remember to click on the pictures below to see them full size if you'd like a closer look.

  Nellie is happy at Stoney's and here she sits after carrying a load of pansies. Children love to have their picture taken sitting on her seat.

One of two tin roof wagons (this one. the smaller, overflows with gourds and Indian corn of all sizes. A barrel planted with winter pansy. 

  A table of pumpkins of every kind, shape and texture, content to be clustered together.

 A wagon painted blue takes up residence in front of Carolyn's Coop. Children have their picture taken here sitting on that very BIG pumpkin in the center. The front of the coop not finished yet (maybe today! or not haha so busy!) but if I waited until I was satisfied with what it looked like I would never get any pictures here for you to see. 

   Harvest Wreaths hang on old wooden shutters. Bundles of wheat are tied with ribbons.

And now just some pictures for your pleasure. I have to get ready to get there so I am running out of time now.  

 

 

 

 

 

Pumpkins pumpkins everywhere and loads of good veggies and more treasures inside the red barn.

The entire side lot is orange pumpkins

 

Sunflowers field still in bloom and bunches picked each morning.

 

Look a the texture and colors of this glorious pumpkin.

And this one below is a Cinderella Pumpkin.

  Somedays I feel like Cinderella...Living in a fairytale... while creating with so much beauty of the season...but when the day ends my coach turns back into a pumpkin But the fairytale changes...I go home to my prince.

Next time just some close ups of some different varieties of pumpkins that perhaps you have never seen.

Have a happy autumn. Gather friends for a night of crusty bread and hot soup, call it a bring your own blanket party and eat in the garden, wrapped up in warmth of blanket and friendship. Celebrate the abundance that life gives, if you simply look for "it"... its there to be found.

Until I see you here again...........Blessings to you.

Tractor day YEAH!

Paaha and Nic have left for home and by now are hopefully there safe and sound and happy to be home. We miss you!!!!!!! and would be so happy if you can come next year.

T 

The weather has turned somewhat cooler and fall is here, there and everywhere at Stoney's now. (more pics later of pumpkin and the abundant blessings of this season)

I'm so excited to tell you how happy I am about this.....

  

Last Saturday Lynn and Billy invited me to go to an auction with them. On of the things we went for was another greenhouse (we got one) Yeah! BUT< we also got this adorable tractor that I longed for ever since I started working at Stoney's. She's a "JUST MY SIZE" tractor, 1953 and runs like a charm! Lynn and I will make good use of this baby on the farm. I was happy when Billy bid and got her that I had to turn around as I was in tears of joy! I love it! And I drove it already and love it even more now! I know Pasha and Nic would love to drive it too. YES? (We hope to hear from you two if you read this)

Here we are, Lynn and myself (this pic for Marylou, smile) sitting on her once she got loaded for the trip back home.

And heres one of me on her too.

It issn't everyday a girl wants a tractor, and it surely isn't every girl who gets what she wants

Thank you Billy, Thank you Lynn YOU ARE THE BEST OF THE BEST and Bless my life everyday!  I love, love love this baby! 

homeward bound soon

These four feet have walked our farm fields for weeks now, picking veggies/pulling weeds, and on this day treking through the mud to do so, after heavy rain the night before. The land on which they walk is better for their having been here, and we are touched as well forever by having come to spend time working with two such fine and charming young men.

It won't be long now (just a few days) before they head home and we will miss them. Perhaps next year they will wish to come back and be part of our Summer Stoney Family again.

Just a picture for whom else but his mama. I am going to miss his great smile when they leave us for home.

And I will miss hearing the sound of the "Little car" (what Pasha calls his  transport to bring in the sunflowers from the fields).

Pumpkins have arrived and today we all worked hard unloading and putting them up. Much more to do but some pictures tomorrow if I remember to stop for a minute and take some pictures.

Pasha and Nic went to the Amish Country in Pennsylvania with Billy to pick up some of our pumpkins that are grown there for us each year. It was a fun trip for them both. Wait until you see all the kinds of pumpkins we have, I can't wait to show you.  Nic admires them as I do and today he showed me one as I was decorating one of our wagons. He knew I would want to use this particular one in my display. Pasha put together a ground pallet of several kinds together today and was proud of what he did...I LOVED IT! 

It won't be easy for us who have coem to love these kids when its time to goodbye. But I also know they will be glad to go home...as no matter where you wander there is no place like home and the family and friends that wait for you there. I hope they will always think of us as friend and maybe even think of us as family and stay in otuch through email. God Bless them Both Always! 

All for tonight, lots of pumpkins to lift tomorrow, off to bed for an early rise and to welcome a new day as summer sneaks away and Fall turns the corner to greet us.

From one country to another A hello (Nik and Pasha)

Each summer season Stoney's hires/hosts Russian students who travel to America to work the summer. This year we are blessed with three young men, Nik, Pasha, and Alex.

I'm writing this post so their families in Russia might enjoy to see their sons who have been with us for some time now. Yes, we are enjoying having them here in America and we hope they are enjoying being here too. I took a few pictures today but Alec was not working today so I have only a few pictures of Nik and Pasha to post tonight.  However, I will take more pictures through this week and put them on here for you see of all 3 boys (Alex included).  

This is Nick and Pasha. Nik is the handsome one, Pasha is the handsome one..well shoot they are both good looking young men...so I'll identify Nik as the one with the dark hair and great smile, and Pasha is the one with the blonde hair and all that sunburn, Ouch!

  

Nik speaks excellent English and is inquistive asking lots of questions and learning all the time about our cultural differences and he also teaches us much about his country through conversations we have while working close in the same area at times.  Pasha was very quiet when he first arrived but it didn't take long for us to get him talking and now we are able to understand one another and we talk all the time.

I especially like it when I get to work in the morning and Pasha says, GOOD MORNING! and he always says it with a smile on face, a smile like this big one.

And then I see Nik and he says, "Good morning Carolina." I love his accent when he calls me Carolina, though my  name is Carolyn, (Carol- Lynn) so I never correct him andI think Nik thinks my name is Carolina. It makes me smile every time he says Carolina in his Russian accent.

Through the day Nik and Pasha and Alex too (not pictured yet) work very hard, picking vegetables from the fields, unloading trucks that come in, washing vegetables 

 or like today Shelling Lima beans by hand.

I'll take some pictures of them in the sunflower fields tomorow, cutting sunflowers and whenever I have the camera in hand throughout this week others as well for their families to enjoy back in Russia.

Oh and just so you know they aren;t always working.....

They also take time to re-energize with some food. Todays lunch was rotisserie chicken and rice.

To Pasha and Nic's parents. I hope you enjoyed seeing these pictures of your two fine sons while they spend time in America. We sure enjoy having them with us and getting to know them as the summer goes quickly by. I hope once they return to home they might email sometimes to us and always remember their summer at Stoney's, as we at Stoney's will always remember them.

I'll take some more and hopefully better pictures throughout this week of all three boys and post them here so stop by later this week to see these great faces again.

(If you double click on these pictures they will enlarge to full size)

Carolyn

On the wings of a butterfly

 

The butterfly counts not months but moments,

and has time enough.  ~Rabindranath Tagore

 

I come here today to thank each of you who reached towards us with kindness in the past weeks sending me good thoughts and keeping my Arnie in prayer. I am happy to tell you that as I write this he is home with me, resting, after a 2nd long stay in the hopsital. We are grateful for the best part of the medical community that saved his life, and we survived, with great patience. through the worst of it as well, that put his life in jeopardy.  My mnd still spins in disbelief when I recall how ineffiecently run are the systems of Sentara Va. Beach Hospital  I am ashamed of what I saw there as incompetant health care at times, least they be ashamed themselves to recognize their own poor standards. Those days will remain as penned pages in my personal journal, for now.  Although I feel it my duty to others to address certain issues with hospital administration for no other reason but awareness of said issues...hoowever my focus today must be on Arnies care, my work and my family..but the time will come, it must.  

It was here between these rows of zinnias that at times I would walk, always  barefooted, or sometimes down on bended knees in prayer, seeking solace. It was here for brief moments that I felt safe.  My love of the  earth keeps me grounded and I suppose I felt if I kept my feet firmly planted that I coud ground my Arnie as well and keep him with me.

He is still with me, though his life remains fragile. We take not one day for granted and are fully aware how precious time truly is. We learned that now his other leg is suffering blood flow loss and that may have to be addressed soon. s well as a fistula having occurred as a result of a heart catherization through his arm..two things we were not expecting at his last dr appt...

He is on a wound vac at home and also dealing with his first in 8 years a pressure sore that began with his hospital stay. But all in all ......WE ARE BLEsSED! I am blessed that his attitude is good (most of the time <wink> )..he has his frustrating moments, which I fully understand...but he could be miserable, angry all the time, and instead he tries hard to make the best of his situation, as do I.

The people I work for stood beside me through this entire time and I could not ask for kinder more giving and understanding folks to have graced my life. I have returned to work, and although I find it difficult to manage all I have to do I am doing it as best I can and giving it all I have to give, Arnie, work and home (though home suffers greatly now).

Members of a online writing group also were there for me and to them I am very grateful.  And my dear friend Maureen spent time with through those trying days also. My children all put their dad first through this and spent time at the hospital visiting, one making long distant trips home and the other coming after a long day at work to see his dad each and every night. I know how much Arnie appreciated seeing their faces and how hard it was to kiss the little one goodbye each time she left to go back home always with a promise to be back in a few days to see him again...a promise she kept.

And so we go on.....one day a time, one smile at a time and always with hope and love in our hearts.

Since returning to work the fence on Carolyns Coop got a paint job...............

And today the window boxes got stained a wonderful green color and the benches under the windows got painted the same green but solid without the wood grain showing thorugh....love them but no pics to show ya.

I'm looking forward to and thinking ahead to the fall season now...

though I am picking zinnia bouquets and loving doing so each day...this morning i was in the field very early as I had a large order to pick...the peace that is there is remarkable...it is my field of glory, really, and I admit I don't like sharing it with anyone else! I spent the morning picking and singing and Hobo the farm cat wandered through the field with me meowing, wanting me to feed him..I did after carrying in an armload of pretties.

Lynn, my boss brought these babies into the world by using an incubator.....are they adorable or what?

They are only 3 days old at the time of taking this picture. I hope to tame one to be as sweet as Henny was in her short life.

They are a reminder to me that life truly is precious, and how much you must nurture the little things in it that matter to you most.

I leave you now with an apology that it has taken me so long to come here to do a post.and I leave you with this suggestion also..If you have a loved one in the hospital at any time, never leave them alone for long! They really are dangerous places to be without someone by the side of the patient to stay ontop of the mishaps, errors and pure stupidity that happens frequently. Beware! and ask questions and never take for granted they know what they are doing...for the most part they are guessing! Be sure to have a say in your life ...its the only one you have...tend it carefully.

Love to all who stop by here to check in on us.

Thank you for continued good thoughts and prayers for my dear Arnie.

Always,

     Carolyn

Credit is given to one of my customers whose signature is on the first picture. This person has no idea how much that picture taken in our very own zinnia field meant to me that day. Lynn framed it for me and brought it to me at the hospital.  

Dance while you have the chance

These are a pair of my Flip Flops.

Life has flip flopped this week fo r my dear Arnie.  Waking to no blood flow to one ofhis legs meant a long extensive surgery to attemt to restore the leg to life. Surgery a success to keep his leg,  but many complications have happened since that day (Tuesday).

Yesterday he suffered a heart attack, most likely a result that the surgery was just too long and too much for his worn out body.  The option for catherization to find the problem, and other invasive testing are too high risk for his situation at this time.  Heart surgery is out of the question if the problem were found...would never survive the surgery at this time.

Life is uncertain...we wait for what shall be.

His life is fragile (my life is turned upside down)  BUT we continue to believe that each day he gets through there is hope to wake to another.

Please hold us in good thought, in prayer or with positive energy to surround us.  I have no intention of giving in to despair or givig up on my faith that miracles do happen and as long as there is life there is hope. I refuse to allow the fat lady to sing!

And please

 GOD BLESS MY ARNIE!

Fence and frustration

Rain puts a crimp in my plans for today but Mother Nature doesn't seem to care I needed this day to complete and cross off the many chores on my today list at work today. Oh well, I'm home unless the sun peaks out, doubtful it will however.  Rain is good, the earth needs it (reminder to self to go with flow of life and acept the things you cannot change or control).

Well, I have a new fence up on side of coop. A small extension of coop which gives me more display area. I like it, let me know what you think? Click on pictures to see larger version.

  Throwing this in here...I'm not too happy about changes made to Typepad. Why is it that when things are good everyone thinks we need change? I don't have an option to size my pictures the size I want them to be??? I don't have the patience or time to reprogram myself and figure out how to do all this when it used to be "just do it" finally having learned it as habit.

I've had enough negative changes in my life to last me a lifetime, guess I'll add this to the list and go see what Blogger has to offer AND its free! Shoot!  

O I'm over the mood to post here now and I did look forward ot this quiet time of reflection. Maybe I'll do it later (so I can get frustrated again thank you very much typepad, NOT!)  

Just a few more pictures quickly and I'll post it see if they show up at all at this small useless size for viewing. Who wants to always being clicking back and forth to enlage when you read a blog? NOT ME!

Foxgloves, don't you love 'em. I do. Just bend down there and pinch off those two yellowing leaves will ya?

A mossed planter,And at small green feeder, I'd put that in my garden. a small Jasmine, the heavenly sweet scent is intoxicating.

 A whimsical flower that forever blooms. Made of tin , a bit cutsy but I like these.  A couple others below.

 

an old thin tall cinder block with narrow hols gets dug up out of the ground, cleaned up and planted.  Pots they do becoming boring in a garden so I'm alwys looking to think outside the pot.

 A hanging basket of million bells and licorice plant and an African daisy in it too.

a blue glazed strawberry pot.

Just a shoot with the camera. I like that oval bird dish. nice on the ground for birds that prefer to graze from the ground, good on a table, and comes in a different shape too. Oh you know I like those spheres!

A DAYS END SHOT! he sun sets and its time to  call it a day and go home.

I haven;t taken you inside yet now have I Well next time. I need to clean a bit before you come to visit (smile). Sorry if I sounded not to happy, but I wasn;ttoohappy to wake to rain when I had my day planned before I even opened my eyes and it fell apart uponwaking. And I guess I will never be one ofthose people who likes technical progress, I find it only a nuisance of wasting my time to figure it out. My comfort levels in life are few and Typepad WAS one of those comfort zones until this morning when its all ....upside down, inside out, twisted into knot ...Gee sounds like my life the past 8 years :-).

All for now friends, I'll be back and be a little more upbeat next time, I promise!

May life bring you overflowing blessings and overflowing baskets of pretty flowers too.

Plant seeds of kindness, they always Grow. ...as shall I into this new format (sigh)

Carolyn

And when the flowers bloom...so do I

first things first... my eye surgery was a success to lift the eyeball, yet I still struggle to see...the healing road has not been easy and in time I hope to be able to have regained good sight...we shall see (no pun intended :-) Still doctoring with it and still hoping for better vision and to be able to focus my eyes better, both at the same timewould be nice. Thank you for all the notes sent, the prayers and the good wishes. Meant so much to me to be kept tucked closely in so many thoughts and prayers. Using the computer is a challenge these days as the light on the screen makes my eye tear...sunglasses are now a part of even my evening attire... ECK I could scream so let me change the subject to happy matters of the heart..............................................................

I'm back to work!!! and loving my days Want to see it in pictures?

I can't look through the camera lense well anymore, so these were shot my holding the camera up in front of myface and hopingI was gettng a shot,  and borrowing an angels wing to shoot them. Enjoy..I sure have enjoyed the new season thus far of hard work, yet joy of fixing and creating. Its ood to see old friends from lasyear, repeat customers who are faithful to Stoney's. I can't ever get enough done, so much more I have within I want to do to make it a successful season...if only I had a cot in the coop I could start at 5AM when the rooster crows. haha.

Oh and on a sad note, my dear Henny was killed by a mean dang fox! I miss her greeting me in the morning. I miss her laying her egg daily in Carolyn's Coop. I miss her coming  to me for treats out of my pocket. Her friend, Chicken Little, is still with us and I am befriending her, though she can't replace the love I felt for dear Henny. Poor little Henny..rest ye chicken, in peace and know you were so loved and are missed.

courtyard in front of the coop.

Tables of herbs line both sides of this area. Look at those gorgegous lavenders, bottom right hand corner on round table and on the ground.

Calendula, on a vintage garden round tiered rack, It is the herb of the year for 2008. Buy it and use the petals of the flowers on the top of your salad.

i love the old chairs made new with COLOR!

A door off a vintage piece of rotted furniture, salvaged and painted to become a chalkboard for daily messages.

  wrought iron planter I mossed and planted that sits on a stand. The perfect garden bench behind it. I'd love that bench in my own garden at home.

A piece of garden art.

The door to the coop is open but the pictures I took of inside are all fuzzy. Next post we will go inside together so you can peak at all the new goodies that are in there.

This angel is missing her wing. She keeps vigil over  the herbs and carries Thyme in her arms, Her tag now reads "Please pardon my appearance. I've lent my wing to someone in need of it more than me." I like to think she has lent it to dear Corey of Tongue and Cheek as she grieves the loss of her beloved father. Bless you dear Corey and family.

Flowers

Flowers

Flowers everywhere

I've planted this mandevilla in a large pot to begin its climb up a  wonderful round tall obelisk.

AND AS THE FLOWERS BLOOM SO DO I.

I'll post pictures of inside the coop as soon as I can, so come back soon. Thanks for visiting me here and for your patience while I was gone for so long while recovering.  I hope you will leave me a comment so I know you were here. I'll try to respond to them all but for now I must limit my time on the computer. There is much for me to envision and to create to make the world a prettier place each day for others. If I don't respond immediately its because I am resting my eyes after a long happy day of using them, but I do appreciate hearing from you.

Plant a garden, feed a bird, fill a picnic basket, bring a friend, and sit in my colored chairs and enjoy lunch together.

Until next time, Happy Spring to you!