The breeze blew gently but rather steadily yesterday, especially across the open fields. As the air pushed through the corn it created a lovely sound like rushing water. I stood for quite a while listening and couldn’t help but smile as nature once again lifted my spirits.
Category Archives: life as it comes
Hearts-a-Poppin’
What does it say about me that my favorite is the outhouse??? Which one is yours?
Outdoor Winter Containers
I’m so behind on blogging, but I did see this wonderful article and figured I’d post it here. I can’t claim any of these ideas as my own, though, dang it. They’re beautiful and none of them look all that difficult to achieve. Happy holidays, folks!
It’s a Love-Hate Thing…
Well, sort of, anyway. The past few years, I have found driving in the snow a bit annoying, especially when the weather is unexpected, the roads aren’t cleared, cars are in places they have no business being, and a one to one-and-a-quarter hour commute from work to home can take upwards of four. But IContinueContinue reading “It’s a Love-Hate Thing…”
Lehigh County – when the levee breaks…
There was no levee. I only liked the sound of it as a title, while the Led Zeppelin song played in my head. What broke loose was a raincloud of immense capacity, which caused the worst flooding of the Hosensack Creek that I have seen in the nearly two decades I’ve lived here. My neighbor saidContinueContinue reading “Lehigh County – when the levee breaks…”
We Can
I went to a show at the Sellersville Theater last night. My very first time there. As it is only thirty-five minutes from my house, I can’t help wondering why I haven’t visited this venue in the past. The place is, as the name suggests, a theater, with theater seats and cabaret-style tables up front by the stage.ContinueContinue reading “We Can”
Life’s Little Surprises
Somehow, in the craziness of trying to accomplish all I’ve set myself this summer, I had forgotten my little pond out front. Not that I’d actually forgotten its existence. Fixing or removing the waterfall and making changes to the layout of this small body of water is on my to-do list. I’ve underlined that choreContinueContinue reading “Life’s Little Surprises”
Where was this when I was young?
Summer construction camp, for girls. Woohoo! I love doing this kind of work. I wish I’d learned the how-to of it all at a much younger age, though. Great idea!
Garden Restoration, Part I
I’ve decided to document the rebirth of the front garden (for starters—I may move on to brave the shed garden, the shade garden, the don’t-sit-under-the-apple-tree garden). It’s also a tale of my own rebirthing, from a rather nasty depression into the symbolically hopeful, soul-nurturing act of gardening.
Sleep Well…
Falling water, green shade—above, the bells will toll the hour in echo of younger days. Sleep well, dearest old friend. We will meet again, and remember.
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