As the sun beams down on a world starting to wake, and the first flowers speckle the ground with dabs of color, I am starting to clean the sills, and sprinkle my home with pops of pastels.
And best of all the peepers have just started to sing their songs of summers eventual arrival.
We were newleyweds when we first started looking for our home together. I told my husband that for me our house had to have three non-negotiable things;
1. Be an old stone house,
2. Have a long private driveway to keep our pets safe from the road, and
3. Have Peepers!
1. Be an old stone house,
2. Have a long private driveway to keep our pets safe from the road, and
3. Have Peepers!
For those of you who don't know what peepers they are, they are the frogs who have been hibernating all winter in the depths of the marshy, swampy, wetlands. They wake up in early March, as soon as the weather has been warm enough to melt the snow, start to green up the grass, and unthaw the ground. They sing a little "peep-peep" tune to wake each other up and get ready for the spring frog renewal rituals.
Their sond is my favorite sound in the whole world!
I will stop on the side of the road if I find a dense spot, and close my eyes and let their song drown me in their cacophonous serenade.
I will stop on the side of the road if I find a dense spot, and close my eyes and let their song drown me in their cacophonous serenade.
This is also my favorite time of year.
Our bleeding hearts are just beginning to throw their crimson arms to the skies, and the buds are popping up overnight on every outstretched limb and arm on the landscape.
Our bleeding hearts are just beginning to throw their crimson arms to the skies, and the buds are popping up overnight on every outstretched limb and arm on the landscape.
Ahh, the arrival of another season of new life!
My mom's Easter basket nest. |
Favorite christmas find. baby shoes with cats. So perfect for me! |
Old ceramic green bowl with red-sugar covered almonds. The red tint comes from grapefruit juice wcich gives the almonds a very sweet taste. (Bowl half empty care of pilfering husband.) |
Favorite Easter milk glass egg. |
Wax standing bunny under old purpled cloche glass. |
Old plaster chick nestled in a candy container of yellow frosted almonds |
New pink ceramic planter, old paper mache duckling, and new pink milk glass cake stand. |
Milk glass serving dish. Rabbit with pink ears. |
Baby spoons in green bunny planter. A scotty dog in celluloid, and a silver spoon with two rabbits. |
Here is my mom's Easter basket. Antique wire basket, sheet moss, starfish, colored gourds, a nest, polished stone speckled edds and a tiny yellow cast iron bird. All it needs is a bright bow. |
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