"Make it your ambition to lead a quiet life and attend to your own business and work with your hands........" 1 Thessalonians 4:11

Saturday, August 19, 2017

In the early morning hours, I sit quietly with my morning coffee,

 and watch the busy traffic.......... streaming from the woods...
large groups of shell quail............in a constant flow and hurry


to the local watering hole
The bobwhite quail also hurry in, 

the long billed and short billed birds

all flying in for a drink and a bite to eat.


The small owls who have taken up residence in the trees 
watch from their tall perch

as a hungry and thirsty rabbit hops along the patio

to come to the same spot,
to the small cement feeders and shallow water containers 

  After the road runner enjoys a cool drink, 


                                            

it spots a cement planter and decides to make a bed


enjoying the moist dirt inside

constantly scratching to make it just right.

Then it hops out


and enjoys the warmth of the sun 


that is making the cool of the morning disappear. 

In no time, it is up and on it's way. 
Throughout the day, there is always some kind of bird
or creature, stopping by to rest at the feed and water.
A constant flow of traffic...........but 
one that is without honking horns, road rage or stress.
A road much traveled........
but much more enjoyable!
So tell me,
what traffic is running past your back yard?
I would love to hear!


Monday, August 7, 2017

She has been here for a few years..............

guarding the gardens........

(2013)
withstanding the harshest dirt storms, extreme heat, 
freezing snow

the scariest thunderstorms, with blowing rain and lightning,
and once had a nest of wasps in her head.


(2014)
But each year I find a new outfit for her to wear
(purchased at the thrift store)

(2015)
as you can see from the photos.....
she started out skinny as a stick

(2016)
and through the years, she has filled out. Her body has dropped 
and sagged and her head has cracked..........
and she has needed some repair............

(2017)
now here is Gertrude

she has moved from the back gardens, to the front
pumpkin patch.  I love to be able to look out the window 
and to be able to see my flowers and pumpkins growing!
Now, it is nice to also see Gertrude looking like a country
gardener , in the shade of the crooked and twisted mesquite
tree.........always keeping watch on whatever I choose to 
grow.  
So tell me..........who is keeping watch over your garden?
I would love to hear!

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

A brand new day


Tis sweet as the day begins to dawn,
When the lark her song is singing,
To wander at will through the grassy lawn
Where fresh flowers around are springing.
’Tis sweet at that solemn hour to go
O’er the rocky slope, all alone,
Where the scattering streamlets freely flow...
’Tis well to inhale the earthly gale,
As it sweeps the green hill’s side...
Or to look on the wood in its leafy pride,
In the glen or on the grove, the dawn is fair,—
Morning is beautiful every where!
~Thomas Furlong, "Morning Meditations"