Spring IS showing her stuff around here. The daffodils are strong and as yellow as can be. The forsythia is blooming this year, recovered from Bill's over zealous trimming two years ago. I do not know what the pink blossomed tree is. I think it spread itself over here from my flowery neighbor's garden. I'm delighted. The birds are at the feeder, enjoying thistle seeds. A fat squirrel is busy on the stone wall, stuffing his cheeks with leftover sunflower seeds from the last feeder fill up. I think the view out our living room window is glorious, because it's a view we've enjoyed for almost twenty years.
Yesterday one of the only things I got accomplished (besides reading a good book and making split pea soup) was a grocery store run. I got sort of hung up in the "spring" aisle. For some reason (maybe my Norwegian blood) I'm always drawn to gnomes. I love them. This particular gnome was on sale and so was the toad stool! Score! So, now they wait by the fairy door Jeff gave me for Christmas and soon they'll be tucked in among the flowers. Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!
I dug up these flowers (they were in the basement closet, leftover from Jenny's wedding at home almost two years ago) and tied them on the posts. Do you see the hand made bunny hanging on the heart wall? She's just hanging by a nail, watching the front door open and close, open and close.
Last night Jeff and I went to the book store. I couldn't find British Country Living (sadness) or Living Crafts, so I wandered around the knitting and crochet books, the poetry section, the juvenile section, the writing stacks, and left with nothing, but Jeff (bless his literary heart) left with this. He loves classics.
I'm glad I had a quiet morning with music, reading and writing, a pot of tea - Kelli just called and we are off to the zoo this morning.
So, thank you God for a your provisional ways. Thank you for eggs to eat, purple grapes (this morning I had an image of Jesus, stomping around in my heart, turning the grapes into fine wine!)
And I'm ever so grateful for "marked down" Easter candy. My favorite. I had many handfuls with my tea this morning.
The same little corners of our home continue to soothe my heart. A garland (70% off!) and some beads (another fabric store bargain) and this precious heart of love that hangs on the blue wall, making such a powerful statement, reminding me of HIS big rescue.
I wish you peace. Granny's going to the zoo. Yes, I'm sure you remember that I don't like zoos. I DO love little girls in strollers and sweet and lovely daughters - so, the grading waits, the preparation for our house guest tomorrow will get done somehow, the planning for the Socratic seminar on Tuesday at school . . . yikes. xoxoxox
