Today marks the one-year anniversary of the demise of Domer’s beautiful maple tree:
We lost it in a wicked June storm. Thankfully, it didn’t land on the house when it blew over.
It was my favorite tree to photograph as Fall arrived because its color was spectacular. Our yard still looks naked without it.
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us. ~Iris Murdoch, Anglo-Irish novelist
I’ve been putting off as long as I dare the process of buying a new smartphone.
Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world. ~Virgil A. Kraft, U.S. Methodist minister
Perhaps Nature springs forth her best effort
In what to man might seem an unseemly place
Next to shabby surroundings such glory is
Kissed by resplendence from above.
Delicate masses of cotton candy blossoms
Overlook a small yard in a country town
Greeting residents and visitors alike
With jaw-dropping beauty and grace
Only a pickup truck mars this scene
Only a rather dilapidated working truck
Drive it off and let Nature’s splendor unfold!
Note: Another Acrostic poem. Seemed like time for the challenge.
A weed is a plant that has mastered every survival skill except for learning how to grow in rows. ~Doug Larson, American journalist
There once was a wee Dandelion
Who said, “‘Tis true, I’m not lyin’.
Don’t call me a weed,
I’m precious indeed.
Who else can thrive without tryin’?”
No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow. ~Proverb
Brave little flowers.
Warmth came too fast; cold followed.
May the leprechauns be near you,
To spread luck along your way.
And may all the Irish angels,
Smile upon you St. Patrick’s Day. ~ Irish blessing
Says six more weeks of winter.
Haven’t shoveled yet!
Dark clouds incoming
Wind, rain are sure to follow
A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor’s book. ~Irish Proverb
‘Tis hard for a doggin to get a good sleep around here these days.
Mama, you see, has gone and got herself a cold.
To speak gratitude is courteous and pleasant, to enact gratitude is generous and noble, but to live gratitude is to touch Heaven. ~Johannes A. Gaertner
Kid home to visit.
Mama can’t keep up with blogging.
Forgive her, won’t you?
Note: Happy Thanksgiving to one and all! I’ll be away from Blogland for a few days while I celebrate. Catch up with you all soon.