Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Thoughts on Thursday
See this oriental poppy? It is just growing out all by itself
in the place we drive to when I need to unload chicken and rabbit feed, out by my shed. I just admire it every time I see it.
It just blooms where it is planted. :)
Can you believe it is June? I am so glad. May seemed long and
not at all like spring. I worked all day in the garden and I am a bit
loopy. Just me and my hula-hoe. The weeds are just loving all of the rain
and cool temperatures. Not my garden though. They keep yelling about wanting
some warm days.
The dog thinks that the pumpkin vines have a very special perfume and
I catch her out there rolling and rolling on my plants. I can't figure out what
would make a pumpkin plant smell so good.
I was reading a blog today Raspberry Corner and she talked about the little
bunny they found and when they caught it it screamed.
It made me think about when I heard a bird scream. Did you even know a bird
When we finally got to move in after we built the house. All of the animals around
here had got used to this being empty and without people. The cement underneath
the tile has all kinds of prints from animals walking across the wet cement. I thought
it was cute the cement contractor did not.
Our first morning here was in December and we were still working out the bugs.
Like the shower had no water pressure. The heater ran but no heat came out,
you know things like that.
All of the windows have windows above them.
We were sitting in our bedroom looking out at all of the work
we still had to finish and I noticed up on the ledge a piece of wood
left there by the workman. I am too short to reach it so I told my husband
and he got up there about the same time a bird flew in to get a bug
I suppose. As the bird saw my husband's face and my husband saw the bird
they both made a sound, but the bird screamed really loud.
I thought we were going to laugh ourselves silly because we had no idea
a bird could scream.
Any way I have been thinking about that all day.
So this is the kind of post I write when I work all day.
I worked a bit on my rug and then I read a book I was trying to finish.
I cried all afternoon over that book. I still am undecided about it too.
I couldn't tell you if it was good, well written or what. What I can tell you
was it was about life and the people we meet along the way.
Time to stop for now. I need to cook dinner.
Have a wonderful Thursday,
Thanks for reading my ramblings.