Lovely, Lovely March

This morning, I could believe that spring is around the corner.
The air was crisp and the sun was warm. I could almost
imagine puttering around in the garden. I could in my mind's eye
imagine the sunflowers greeting the sun with a happy face.
It was such a glorious morning, I thought I would grab my camera
and go find amazing shots and maybe just the perfect picture.

I do have beautiful things to take pictures of right now.
The plum trees look like beautiful brides waiting for their groom.
They smell like the best candy. All sweet and clean. The only thing
that frightens me is there are no bees. I see tiny bugs and even
little moths, but no bees and not even the orchard kind. Maybe
I should have reconsidered and bought 3 pounds of bees and started
over.


Our cherry trees are blooming too and I thought to myself,
why not get that really nice picture of that bird nest with
the blooms growing around the edge.
I have old milk crates everywhere out there because they are
nice to put my feet on when I am having coffee watching the light
change in the pasture and they are nice for tables to put things on and
in moments when I want to take a picture they are good to stand on
and get up in a tree.
So I found one and put it up next to the trunk of the tree and you know
the trees all have the little well things around them to keep the water in as
well as protect the automatic sprinklers. I of course was looking up
in the tree and not watching where I had put the milk crate.
I had my camera and the bird nest was above my head.
I knew that if I just reached a little higher, I could get that nice picture...

This is what I got because after this I fell and was on the ground.
The milk crate turned and I fell out of the tree and the milk
crate turned sideways and I fell across it.
The moment was gone not to mention I was a bit afraid I had
broke my leg. I hobbled over to my chair and sat there a minute.
Then I got up and walked into the house.

I have a nice bruise, kind of like when a steer or a horse would kick me.
I am glad it isn't time to wear shorts. I haven't even told my husband
yet, of course I didn't have my phone and it was early before anyone
got up, my husband was already at work so I was pretty much on my own.
I did tell my daughter before she left for school and she did yell. :)


So I guess it will be another day before I take anymore pictures
of bird's nests. I guess that Ansel Adams is safe for a bit longer.
I hope you have a wonderful Wednesday,

~Kim~