Queen Anne's Lace
- On: 07/02/2008 08:25:50
There is a wildflower that grows everywhere around here. It’s called Queen Anne’s Lace. It’s such a pretty, frilly, feminine flower. But, Queen Anne’s Lace is a wildflower I never pick. I’m sure it would be lovely in an arrangement on the kitchen table. But, there are two things about this flower that cause me to enjoy it outside only. Never in my kitchen.
Cheery Lily
- On: 06/30/2008 07:45:38
You know those orange daylilies that bloom all over everywhere in summertime? They are easy to take for granted. I think that’s what I’ve been doing my whole life. Not really appreciating them. Familiarity sometimes takes away the grandeur of a thing.
We see those orange daylilies everywhere in the summertime. On roadsides, barren red mounds of earth, forgotten pastures. Orange daylilies must have incredible endurance to withstand the conditions they do. And, not only do they survive in poor soil and conditions, they flourish. One year you’ll see a few in a particular spot, the next year more, the next year, tons.
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
- On: 06/26/2008 14:48:11
Yesterday and Today couldn’t have been more different from each other. Yesterday? Fun. Today? Not so much.
Yesterday. I had a “rip roaring” good time.My daughter and I loaded up in a friend’s Suburban and headed up a Jeep trail. Yes, a Suburban on a Jeep trial. A Suburban, two moms and four kids. And a picnic. Oh, and a dog. No Jeep.
Craft for the Craftless
- On: 06/23/2008 14:13:44
Yes, I know. “Craftless” is not a word. But, it should be. And if it were, you’d probably see my picture in the dictionary beside it. It's not that I want that distinction. No, I want to be “crafty.” Well, that’s not exactly what I want to be. "Crafty" makes me think "shifty" or something like that. What is it called when you can do all kinds of craft projects easily and successfully? That’s what I want to be. That’s what I dream of being.
But, instead. I am “craftless.”
As such, I come up with projects that are ridiculously easy. Here’s one I did recenlty.
Farm Numbers
- On: 06/20/2008 07:15:00
Number of tractors I got behind on the (no-pass) road to the Farm: 3
Number of minutes that added to the trip there: 11
Number of bear hides I saw on the sides of barns: 3
Number of times the Whippoorwill “whip-poor-willed” in one call: 112
Good Vibrations
- On: 06/13/2008 13:24:05
I am finally headed back to our Smoky Mountain Farm. It’s been over a month since we had a chance to go. I foolishly thought we’d be spending our summer there. But, alas, things seem to need our attention at home. Thank goodness I finally cleared a week. I’m headed up to collect some long overdue peaceful vibrations. They hitch back home with me.
Bug Blues
- On: 06/13/2008 06:03:28
The road I was on went right beside this birdhouse.
Even with cars going by, it was occupied and busy. I stopped the car and watched in amazement as the birds dove to catch flying bugs. It was late in the day when bugs and birds are especially busy. In just a few minutes, I saw tons of mosquitoes and other flying bugs become dinner for the birds. I don’t know which sight brought me more joy. The lake and mountain scene; the busy birds flitting around; or the eradication of so many mosquitoes. Has to be the eradication of the mosquitoes.
Happy Trails
- On: 06/10/2008 09:37:01
I have a few more days before my answer to “where do you want to plant yourself” is due. So let me just avoid that topic today. But here's a hint. I’m all over the place. Well, all over the place in those places that enjoy a Winter Wonderland. I understand some parts of the U.S. are still enjoying winter weather! Now, that's interesting indeed.
Let me tell you instead what my 7-year old daughter is doing this summer. Horseback riding lessons. My idea, not hers, by the way.
Ya-Hoo! Ride ‘em cowgirl! Look how much fun she is having.
The Garlic Scape
- On: 06/05/2008 08:31:45
The garlic scapes finally arrived! Every Saturday at the Farmer’s Market, I’ve been asking the Garlic-Lady, (who is right next to the Strawberry-Lady, who is right next to the Egg-Lady who is across from the Birdhouse-Man) “when, oh when, will the garlic scapes be here?” “Soon,” she has assured me, “very, very soon.” Soon the scapes will be curling and ready for harvest.
Yippee “stinkfinger” hooray. (My daughter is sitting with me here and asked me to type in “stinkfinger” between the “yippee” and the “hooray,” not believing her eyes when I actually did. Oh, the giggling you should hear right this very minute. Okay, now she has fallen out of the chair in laughter. Her eyes are watering and she is having one of those giggle fits that little girls are famous for. So “stinkfinger” must stay between the yippee and hooray. It is so worth it. Just so you know, “stinkfinger” is a word she recently learned from her grandfather and it cracks her up every time she uses it.)
Where Would You Plant...
- On: 06/02/2008 05:47:42
No, not beans or tomatoes. But, where would you plant yourself? (And your family, of course.)
Yep, that’s the question. Where do you want to be? I know, I know. Bloom where you are planted. (That’s one of my daughter’s favorite things to say.) Like these guys. You talk about blooming where you land.
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