Weary

 

Are some of you like me...winter weary?    If so...thought maybe I would go back a few years and share some past spring photos.

How about a few Pussy willows...

a crocus or two...

or a garden of yellow daffodils.

Nothing says spring has arrived without a robin.  Hope these pictures reminded you that winter is almost past and nicer days are on their way.

Hugs!

Debbie

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."  Matt: 11:28 (NIV)

 

 

Tomorrow

 It will be official tomorrow.  Spring arrives.

This little robin knows it is coming.  He has been back for at least two weeks.

The budding branches testify that it is about time.

The swing under the old peach tree has been more than ready for someone to come sit a spell.

Even these two friends sense the change in the air.

Lastly this yellow daffodil couldn't wait.  He decided to bloom before tomorrow.

Happy Spring to each of you.  May tomorrow bring renewed hope in your heart.

Hugs Debbie

"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself." Matt:6:34 a (NIV)

 

Contentment

A wonderful virtue is contentment.  It can be found in the abundance of gifts that arrive here in June.

Peonies that grace the garden...

a robin seeking sustenance...

Fields of green...

the promise of cherries soon...

and always those special visitors.  

All of these and so much more fills one's soul with contentment.

Wishing each of you the same.

Hugs!

Debbie

P.S. Thank you for best wishes to the bride and groom.  The day started out wet and chilly but by the time they left the chapel the sun was shining :)!

"I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation..." Phil.4:12b

  

Dandelions

At Harmony Hills the dandelions are beginning to appear.  They are growing and blooming everywhere.   

It is always amazing to read that there are places in the U.S. and other countries where people purposely plant them in their gardens.

Here they are considered to be a weed or at best an invasive wildflower.

Growing up my mom would often gather the leaves early in the spring before they bloomed.
She would wilt them in a skillet with bacon and serve them up for dinner as our veggie dish.

It was not a favorite of mine but there was no option.  At that time one always had to eat what was served.  (How things have changed!!)


Read somewhere that if one rolled  the flowers in flour and fried them in butter they tasted a bit like morrels.   I tried doing this once - probably won't do that again.
(Fried morrels are fabulous and there is no substitution for the real thing.)
 
Over all the plant is rich in vitamins and exceptionally nutritious...just doesn't suit my taste buds.

My father- in- law always loved to see a patch of  them blooming. To him they were pretty and signaled that warm weather had arrived.

Guess it all comes down to perspective.  Where one sees a weed another sees a lovely flower.

Perhaps it is a lot like life...circumstances may seem like weeds but in retrospect they may be growing us into a bunch of pretty flowers.

Upon that thought I will sign off hoping all of you are seeing flowers instead of weeds growing in your garden.

Hugs Debbie

"As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field;" Psalm 103:15 (NIV)