Well I hate to say, but summer seems to be sucking all my energy dry. There’s always something to do – something away from home, in the pool, in the yard and rarely at the desk. Meaning what? Hmmm. That I haven’t done much lately aside from chasing my boys, keeping house and trying to get enough sleep.
I do however, have a couple of new products. One is a set of WordArt, finished up literally hours ago and a new set of templates that I’ve really enjoyed putting together and using myself. Just click to see them in the store at A Cherry on Top.
I love spring. The best thing is after a long dreary winter, hearing the birds perk up outside and start singing . (Unless it’s the middle of the night or early in the morning. Then, I wish they’d just keep their cheerful banter to themselves.) Anyway, that always makes me a little happier. A couple of weeks back I was watering the ferns I keep out on the front porch when I noticed a bird fluttering away from the area. I had just poured some water into the hanging plant when the bird bolted. I knew immediately what that meant – eggs. After I got over the initial irritation that she’d laid her eggs in my new fern (have I mentioned that I’m quite likely to kill that plant without the bird’s assistance.) I was intrigued. I started watching her back and forth to the nest and started checking the eggs every few days. There were 5 eggs in there. I don’t know anything about birds, but that seems like a lot. Anyway, today, 2 of the eggs hatched. I’m fairly certain it was this morning, because when I checked one of them is actually still sitting in the bottom of the egg shell. I couldn’t wait to show the kids, who agreed that was pretty darned cool. My youngest was a bit disappointed he couldn’t pet them but he loves animals, and I know it will be fun for him to watch them grow. A bonus is that the nest is just outside his bedroom window so he can see the comings and goings of the parents now that the eggs have hatched. Maybe there’ll be more birdies in the next couple days.
Tags: birds, nature, photography
I hate to dig in dirt. I mean really – I hate it. Some of you are scoffing. Here’s the thing. My mom is gardener. My grandmother is a master gardener. My great-grandmother – she practically invented the garden. I always kind of assumed it would come naturally to me. After all, gardening is genetic, isn’t it? Apparently not. Or maybe it skips every fourth generation. Yeah, that’s it. So anyway, back to my original point. I hate to dig in dirt. Fortunately, I really, really like color. I love the way that flowers pop in my front yard. I like the greens, reds, whites look against the pretty dark mulch. (Oh and I really like garden decorations but that a whole other obsession.) I have two flower beds in my front yard and another new one in the back where the sun bakes everything to a crisp every afternoon. So yes, I guess that means I will continue to dig in dirt, get my nails dirty (blech!), get hot and sweaty and track mulch through my house. All that sacrifice for a little color. Is it worth it? I think so. I don’t have any fancy pants flowers, but I think they are pretty. One of my favorites are marigolds, because I remember my mom always planted them in the spring and did I mention that I love ORANGE!
Marigolds. I love ‘em. Look there’s a bonus bug on the top flower.
Looks huge, but it’s just a little pretty pansy!
I love these flowers. Actually it’s a hanging plant in the back and I haven’t a clue what it is.
Here’s another super close-up!
I don’t remember what this one is either, but I think it looks really cool.
Ah another hanging plant. I love the pretty white ones. Look there’s one of my little turtles peeking in.
Of course, this love for color translates very well to the things I actually like. Like digital scrapbooking and sewing, both of which require absolutely no dirt at all. Lucky me!
