It’s been a few days since I’ve blogged now. Funny how sometimes the words rush to the forefront and shout to be released; other times, there are no words to be shared, not even enough to allow for comments on the blogs I read. That’s where I’ve been the past few days – in blogging blankness.
Those are the only words that have been nagging at me since yesterday, so heaven only knows, if even heaven does, what might come forth in these next few lines.
I have walked around my gardens where the peonies have joined the iris in blooming. The first to bloom
looks much like the second to bloom
and happily I found a bee gathering nectar and spreading pollen.
There are potted plants adding color. A sampling include the white petunia
and the purple/fuschia calabrochoa. Calabrochoa are among my favorite little annuals for pots, like mini-petunias but they don’t need deadheading. Less work earns it points with me.
Then there are the little succulents that I’ve called Hens and Chicks, but recently saw identified with another now forgotten name.
There are more things to be planted in summertime pots. Maybe I’ll do that today. Don’t want to promise anything – it’s foolish for me to promise that I’ll get something done any given day because my mind may wander off to another project, or may decide to settle in my chair and watch out my morning window where I see pretty birds. These two Goldfinch are father and child I think – dad was showing the young one how to get the thistle seed out of the sock. He was, really – until I reached for my camera and the kid figured out how to do it on its own.
And there was the male Black-headed Grosbeak that found the seed cake. His mate was with him – yes, she really was, until I reached for the camera and she departed. I would not tell you a lie, it did happen that way.
Yesterday was our little town’s annual yard sale day, so the neighborhood girls gathered together to meet for breakfast, because breakfast out is a real treat sometimes, and then go see what there was to see. There was much to see, of course, but I did an admirable job of restraint and refusal to accumulate more things to clutter up my home. I did find a couple of nice stuffed animals for the Shasta girl – she is a girl who adores deconstructing stuffed animals, so it was time to replace a couple. Bailey is a ball girl, and has a basket full that don’t need to be replaced (yet) or added to. Shasta seemed to prefer the penguin I found.
It makes me happy when my girls are happy.
Maybe I should go wash some windows. What do you think? Or maybe I’ll go on a hunt for whimsical things to photograph for Karma’s Photo Hunt.