A Thursday Visit

I’ve missed visiting with you, and sharing what’s going on in my life. Sadly, not much, but that won’t stop me. 

In the backyard:

a goldfinch munches on black-eyed susan
a goldfinch munches on black-eyed susans
a hawk munched on pigeon
a hawk munched on pigeon, sorry I didn’t get the hawk

A walk around the neighborhood:

as you can see, we've had plenty of rain
as you can see, we’ve had plenty of rain–mushrooms, not pancakes
no mockingbird to serenade, only the mournful cry of a dove
no mockingbird to serenade, only the mournful cry of a dove
a crape myrtle begged to have its photo taken
a crape myrtle begged to have its photo taken

In the house:

Hubby's mother passed from this life over the weekend. His employer sent this beautiful Peace Lily.
Hubby’s mother passed from this life over the weekend. His employer sent this beautiful Peace Lily.






Thursday’s Thoughts

My first thought is, “Can it really be Thursday, already?” 

The Asiatic Lilies went from this...
The Asiatic Lilies went from this…
...to this in nine days.
…to this in nine days.
I found the first Black Swallowtail caterpillar on the fennel this week.
I found the first Black Swallowtail caterpillar on the fennel this week.

Hubby is on the road again. His parents went from independent living in December to hospitals and nursing homes this spring. He says they seem to be relieved with not having the responsibilities of maintaining a home, preparing meals, laundry, etc. 

…a time for every purpose, under Heaven.
As Joyce Meyer says, “May the Lord’s blessings chase you down the street and overtake you.”




Wordy Thursday

Hello out there! Can you see me? That’s my hand waving out of a stack of email. Cox has been our internet/cable/phone provider for YEARS. They are very reliable, only a few times during upgrades/maintenance have we been without email service, and then briefly.

That all changed on the 14th. Incoming service was disrupted when even their back-up systems failed. Customers in the Midwest and East Coast regions were kept up-to-date on the Cox website as to the problem and their efforts to fix it. It was a sad day when they stopped projecting a time for service to return.

 We spent the weekend shopping and partying. Sunday afternoon at hubby’s company Christmas party, the email discussion arose at our table. It wasn’t visions of sugar plums that danced in our heads, but the thoughts of all those blog updates and retail merchant notifications that arrive daily which were building to epic proportions. We were going to need the services of an avalanche rescue team!

Email service was restored Monday, the 17th. Email from the 14th on began to arrive in spurts, not in chronological order, and some in duplicate. 

I shared this to explain why I haven’t been to visit your blogs regularly (yes, I’m having withdrawal). Now being the last week of Christmas preparations, upcoming travel, and email coming out my ears, I don’t know when life will return to normal. I’ve considered sleeping the week between Christmas and New Year’s Day and starting over.

But you know me better than that. I’ll be burning the midnight oil to catch up on all the happenings in your world, your thoughts and traditions; we’ll continue to grieve and pray for the families in Connecticut and elsewhere who are suffering.  

I know you are busy, too, so thanks for taking the time to read my Wordy Thursday exposition. Hope to see you soon!  

You Picked a Winner!

This picture was included in a previous post, and received rave reviews from you, the viewing public. 

Last month, our local Wild Birds Unlimited stores held their 3rd annual photo contest. I have never entered photos in a contest, but since you liked this one so much, I cropped it and printed it and took it to the store. 

I received a phone call, and then this in their latest email:

The Votes Have Been Counted And The Results Are In!

And The Winners of Our 3rd Annual Photo Contest Are:

In Virginia Beach:

  • Best Wild Bird – Isabelle Luthere
  • Best Wild Critter – Pam Monahan
  • Best Pet – Janice Young

In Chesapeake:

  • Best Wild Bird – Herbert Thomas
  • Best Wild Critter – Patti Jarrett
  • Best Pet – Stuart McCausland

Thanks to everyone who entered. There were many great pictures. And congratulations to the winners. They will each win a $25 gift card to our stores.

Guess I should take my winnings and go buy some more peanuts! Thank you, for your encouraging and affirming words, and giving me the confidence to “go for it!”  

Hint of Fall, or Acorns R Us

There must be a faint hint of fall in the air. Why else would one make a cup of hot cocoa when the outside temperature is 86 degrees Farenheit? It was only 81 when I made it, if that accounts for anything. 

A “slight chance of scattered showers” hovered above the house briefly, temporarily dimming the brightness of Mr. Sun. He knew how fickle they were, and waited patiently for them to move on to greener roofs.

Stepping outside, the scent of summer no longer lingers. It has been pushed aside and replaced with an earthy, dried-grass smell. It won’t be long now until the signs and symptoms of hay fever appear.

Why must the beauty of each season have a down-side?  

In spring, green brightens everything with a layer of pollen, causing many to have itchy eyes and sneezy noses; yet it brings forth beautiful blossoms. The warmth of summer causes all things to burst forth with life, from weeds, poison ivy and mosquitoes, to the fruit of our garden labors. Autumn, much like spring in the seasonal-allergy department, brings those long-awaited cooler temperatures, and jellyfish to the seashore. Winter’s snow–we aren’t even going to go there! 

Maybe the question should be, why are we blessed with a bounty of beauty concurrent with the seasonal changes which wreak havoc with our sensitivities? 

Do you have a favorite season, and why?




Post #400!

Wow! Four hundred posts. As I watched the WordPress count for the last week or so, I wondered what I would write about today. I still don’t know–but, you are probably used to that by now. 

You’ve ambled around the backyard with me, rain or shine. 
We checked to see what was blooming–and what wasn’t.
We studied birds and bugs and butterflies.

You’ve strolled with me through The Big Backyard, the one we all share here on planet Earth, though mine is just a small portion. I’ve explored many other places through your eyes, camera lens and written words. 

We have seen blessings, and blessings in disguise–some yet to be revealed.
You read my writers group assignments and musings, and still came back!
You put up with fuzzy photos, yet encouraged me.
Some days I’ve had my head in the clouds, but you kept me grounded.

Together, we have laughed, cried, prayed and rejoiced in good news.
We’ve awarded and been rewarded.
We’ve found each other, and visited in real life.

Thanks, WordPress, for providing this forum, free of charge.
And thanks to you, dear reader. If it weren’t for you, there would be no fun or point in doing this. I truly appreciate your visits, likes, comments and email conversations, and look forward to getting to know you better. 

Paul’s final greetings from 2 Corinthians 13:11:
Dear brothers and sisters, I close my letter with these last words: Be joyful. Grow to maturity. Encourage each other. Live in harmony and peace. Then the God of love and peace will be with you.