MY LIFE IS GOOD

As I sauntered the beach today

 I thought I'd give you a taste of my weekend discoveries

last year's dried up wildflowers were not about to give up their hold

on the landscape

neither were the cranberries that survived the winter onslaught

 however hope springs eternal 

as the wild strawberries pepper the trails 

along my beach walk

back home in my garden 

the sun kisses

the rose coloured epimediums 

and white variety as well

my star magnolia is so soft and warm 

nestled in the corner of the garden

and the occasional raindrops 

hang onto the berry bushes

while late evenings beachcombers discover 

their long awaited joys 

in the sands and waters

I take my place with Miss Pinkie

on the sofa that I call my own

and

bid you all 

a good night!

JUST LAZING AROUND

The spring warmth has spread across our backyard.

So when I heard our neighbour's doggy yipping it up,

I just had to slip under the rhododendrons

and check out the fuss.

Nothing came of that so I helped Daddy Jim lay another row of pavers

circling near the corkscrew witch hazel.

He loves to spend his time doing this kind of thing

and

I supervise.

We have been having soft spring rains

throughout this week

which has forced the magnolias 

to show us what they are made of.

Almost like silver I'd say!

Many speckled violas were saturated in fine droplets

of rain and Daddy Ron was in his element.

I supervised.

The yarn placed in the Japanese Maple was covered in raindrops as well.

These strands are for the birds if they want them.

Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't.

On my deck the yews are growing leaps and bounds

so the new hedge clippers

(a find at a yard sale.....YAY!)

are snip snip snipping away.

I supervise!

That's tiring work I must say.

Time for a snooze, a slight zephyr of wind zipping across, wind chimes

and 

a morning's work well-done.

I supervised.

The Sun Shone!

 The other evening as we readied for supper, look what came streaming in the window!

 Now the magnolias can open up....

 The bloodgood maples leaves can glow in the evening sky...

 and I can check out the nursery beds for coffee grinds to eat...love me my grinds!

 See...there they are...all dark and smelling good!
This is between you and me,
cos I get shewed away every time I start devouring them.

 Still following me I hope...
this is a miniature hosta growing on a rock
with a clematis entwined on the wrought iron rail.
Cool colour, eh!

 This path leads me back to the house where I can sit and look out the window again.

Anytime of day you'll find me here in the side window
checking out the vet's visitors.
Today was special because no one was wet,
just drenched in the sun's rays!