Last week, we took our first leisurely trip of the year to the Garden Center. I will make maybe three posts about it. This first one shows the wind spinners and birdbath they had outside. Do you have a favorite?
This is the same size as an enormous eagle. When there is a breeze, his wings flap. They make quite a show.
"I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of
cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs."
Joseph Addison
Our son and grandchildren came over for Mother's Day yesterday. Here I am with Mike. Goodness, I am shrinking!
And here he is with the girls and my Phil.
They brought this pretty card.
Our middle granddaughter, Dara, had baked me cookies!
And they brought this huge beautiful flower basket with a big hook to put in the ground and hang it from.
We do not know what the flowers are. Does anyone know?
During the visit, Simba retreated to another room and hid under the chair behind the shoes. Though the girls always give him lots of pets, he prefers his own peace and quiet. He came out after they left.
This is actually a big improvement for him. He usually runs down to the basement. But then again, the girls like to go down there and play the electric drums.
“Isn’t everything you have and everything you are sheer gifts from God? So what’s the point of all this comparing and
competing? You already have all you need.”
1 Corinthians 4
My Mom was amazing. she worked two full time jobs up until she was around 65 and retired. After retirement, she worked part time. She did great for a woman who had no more than a 3rd grade education, because of illness.
With me. Of course I had been fussy and crying on the big photo day.
“Can a
mother forget the infant at her breast, walk away from the baby she bore? But
even if mothers forget, I’d never forget you—never. Look,
I’ve written your names on the backs of my hands.”
Isaiah
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We happened to stop beside this blackbird who was singing his heart out. Unfortunately, he sounded like a rusty door hinge. But it was still quite lovely to see and hear. I would not like it if everyone sounded the same.
“The song of thrush
and blackbird, joy that falls so gently on the ears to celebrate another
day of life and living, flying free.”
— John McLeod
We saw the cutest little Pied Bill Grebe today. See the bluriness around him? He was in the distance behind a chain link fence. So I had to try and shoot in the squares between the chain links.
You can tell he is a Pied Bill because of the big stripe in the center of his beak.
Uh oh, busted!
“Please your honors,” said he, “I’m able,
By means of a secret charm, to draw
All creatures living beneath the sun,
That creep or swim or fly or run,
After me so as you never saw!
And I chiefly use my charm
On creatures that do people harm,
The mole and toad and newt and viper;
And people call me the Pied Piper.”
Robert Browning – From The Pied Piper Of Hamlin
Our youngest granddaughter Jazz had a role in her school's production of "The Lion King" this weekend! Here she is in full costume.
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And here she is with her Dad (our son) and sister.
“There is a
photographer in every bush, going about like a roaring lion seeking
whom he may devour.”
Samuel Butler
P.S. these photos were taken by her Mom.
Washington D.C. just had it's Cherry Blossom Festival. I always try to post it every year, from our T.V., of course. There was so much ...
