First Glimpses

As soon as we’ve pulled into the driveway, I’m out of the car to get a first glimpse of what is new in the yard.  

This time of year is still springlike in Maine, so first blooms are just visible.

Rarely are any of my tulips still in bloom, but thanks to a late spring arrival, they are still showing off.

The climbing hydrangea appears to be ready for a banner season

 and rhododendrons are just beginning to bloom.  A day or two of sunshine and they will be a mass of color.

peony budPeonies are still just tight little buds, but it won’t be long until they are in full bloom.  That i can never get enough of!

I can never remember the name of this bold beauty that stands tall and lifts its head to the sky.  When they are done, I dry a few to use in fall bouquets.

The discovery that always brings a smile is this one that stays hidden

jack in the pulpit 2keeping the jack in the pulpit that lives inside a secret.

At the same time I see beauty and the promise of what is to come, I notice all the work that needs to be done in the yard.  That’s always the case, but there is plenty of time to get it done.

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Morning Time

When it comes to morning, I’m not a get up and go kind of girl.  No, I’d rather ease into the day, gather my thoughts and have a couple of hours of quiet time.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThis time of year no place is better for that than the screened porch.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWith a first cup of coffee and a few books, I settle in to take notice of the new day.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERASometimes it is so quiet I hear nothing but the fountain gurgling, but it doesn’t stay that way for long.

Soon the doves are cooing, and I listen wondering what it is they are saying to one another.  Overhead I hear the sound of an airplane and I imagine the people aboard and wonder where and why they are going.  There is the occasional whir of a helicopter, a possible indicator of a life flight or a news crew heading to cover breaking news.  Cars pass by and I can tell by their speed how much of a hurry the driver is in.

All those  sounds are familiar.  What is new is the miracle of spring.  

redbud treeEvery day buds turn to leaves or flowers

wildflowersand butterflies begin gathering nectar for what I hope will be delicious honey.

All around me is color, none more beautiful than the azaleas bursting with it, and I want to take as much in as possible because they won’t be here too long.

As each new day begins, I welcome it with appreciation and there is little that can interrupt my morning time which sets the tone for the rest of the day.

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Here’s To Spring

dirt road winterAs much as I love Maine, it has a long winter and this is one to remember.  Feet of snow and slippery ice there makes Houston a very good place to be this time of year.

pear tree/springTrees are bare of leaves, many days the sky is dreary and there are still cool days, but none of this keeps spring from appearing right on schedule.  First come the flowering trees.

redbud/springOne day limbs are laden with tight little buds

tulip tree/springand the next they are a sea of color.  Each year I know just where to look for my favorites and they never disappoint.

flowers/dianthusGardens are vivid with color only God can create,

flowers/springand tulips bloom bravely during their very short season.  

white azaleas/springNot too far behind are azaleas that are just now starting to open and I can never resist bringing the first ones inside.

For those of you still laboring under the weight of snow and ice, take heed.  Spring will come your way, and the beauty of blooming things will likely outlast those in Houston when summer heat takes its toll.

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