Ambling through my yard just after sunset, I heard a tree frog, a spring peeper, but I never did see him. These interesting little creatures have big voices. They also employ the subtle art of camouflage, so it’s hard to ever see one. Their feet acting as suction cups, they stick onto tree bark, houses, […]
May 21, 2022
A Change of Seasons
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Is it spring? Is it fall? Today feels like fall. A cool front and rain rolled in last night and the temperature dropped. It’s a dark, wet morning. Nemo decided it was a good morning for more snoozing and, indeed, it is. Yesterday, my handy little garden kneeler and I went to the front flower […]
May 8, 2022
Happy Mother’s Day
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Being a mom is the best thing I’ve ever done. I’m so grateful for my son and his family. Being a grandma is the frosting on the cake. What wonderful blessings! This morning, Matt and Nathan are fixing lunch for Dawn and me. Now, how special is that! To all mothers everywhere–you are the […]
Apr 1, 2022
Is This a Joke?
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Is this weather an April Fool’s joke? It’s hard to believe, but earlier this morning, the thermometer registered twenty-six degrees! And yesterday, we had an hour’s worth of snowfall. It melted soon as it struck the ground, but, still… April greets us with a bit of a cold shoulder, but she is actually a wonderful […]
Mar 22, 2022
The Flowers They Leave Behind
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Jonquils are blooming, usually in clusters. Have you ever thought of them as footprints of others that they have left behind? They are signs that someone has passed this way and loved flowers and springtime. At Ben and Tep Willis’, out on the river, there are remnants, reminders of the family who settled here, set […]
Mar 21, 2022
Spring Storms and Other Things
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Happy second day of Spring! Around 10:33 yesterday morning, winter packed its bags and crept out the back door while spring bustled in the front. Now, that’s not saying there won’t be some lingering traces of winter, because I’m sure she’ll linger, in some places more than in others, but at least the great, turning […]
