“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” RACHEL CARSON, SILENT SPRING Continue reading Vernal Vibes Of Canadian Woodlands
on meandering walks, I’ve been, down pathways, and other haunts, spring has sprung, again. from: Spring 2015 equipment: Canon Elph135 Continue reading London In Spring
Fresh blooms of spring and the air sweet with earthy smells. Continue reading I Long For Thee
“I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was. Likewise, I never imagined that home might be something I would miss.” ― Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children “For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. And to make … Continue reading Beginnings @ the Homestead
From the beginnings of recorded history there has been an attraction to this spot. Archaeological digs have unearthed three sites used by the Neutral Native people’s from back when a stream flowed down to the river. The first Mill was built on the site in 1853, and remained until the main building of that Mill burned in 1964. The original plot was purchased by a … Continue reading The Mill Pond @ Dodge
After this dull, grief-stricken Fall and Winter, I am in LOVE with Spring this year. It is so beautiful that it is almost enough to fill the void left from leaving the cottage, and all that I left there. This morning as I was sitting on the porch with my cylinders of sin, the FluffyB and my thoughts and I am enraptured over what I … Continue reading As Seen From The Porch
My sister is the fourth generation of our family to own this old garden. GrandmaD say’s she remembers when she was young in the early 1920’s and she would visit her Aunt Jen, she says the gardens then were magnificent; the old climbing roses all lusty and intertwining up the giant trellis’, the “elephant turd” {as my mother so lovely referred to the mound that … Continue reading From Above In An Old Garden
I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear the lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart’s core. W.B. Yeats [Irish writer and statesman (1865-1939)] CITATION Irish Blessings Continue reading Blessing for Sunday
Irish has taken a great fondness for the front porch. It is gated and she can’t get out, so she loves it out there. It acts as a sort of nice sized run. She can sit in the sun, feel the wind on her fur, watch the world go by in safety. Bark at every single dog that goes by. Every one. Like they are … Continue reading The Malodorous Porch Pooch
As an avid bird watcher for me the most pronounced herald of the change of seasons is a change in the bird population. Both the colour of, and the type of birds changes throughout the year. This post is part of the Weekly Photo Challenge Continue reading Weekly Photo Challenge: Changing Seasons
by PaulaB 