Friday, April 3rd, 2020

The sun was warm but the wind was chill

You know how it is with an April day..

When the sun is out and the wind is still

You're one month on in the middle of May.

Robert Frost

We aren't far enough along into April

for the spring blossoms to be out,

but up in the hills there are buttercups

and small white daisies..

and you know that if the buttercups have arrived

they bring robins with them

and soon there will be lilacs

and daffodils and tulips

and the bridal bush will be glorious with its

pure white flowers.

and the forsythia will forsake the bathtub 

and brighten up the rest of the house

with its golden blooms

Today was not April's most charming....

A chilly wind and a dull sky

that deterred me from taking Bruce out for a walk,

down the lane.....where we probably

wouldn't meet anybody and have to stand six feet away

to talk to them.

I hope that warmth comes soon

as I understand Covid19 doesn't care

to be around when the weather is hot!!

It gets quite lonely when you

can't have someone in for tea!

Well, I have a great mess of blue bamboo yarn

to untangle in the morning,

when I have a good hold on my patience.......

And when it is done I will have a lovely

blue and yellow warp to put on the LeClerc,

and that should make me feel quite comfortable

about accomplishing something

besides doing the breakfast dishes!!!

Perhaps the sun will shine, too.....

This and That

March 31st, 2020

The last day of March, and this diffident month has 

gone out like a gentleman!!

A nice day, - sunny and fraught with the promise of spring.  

Green grass, - five small tulips, one daffodil 

and a lawn awash with violets.

Just as I finished my lunch

my son-in-law came to tell me

that there were deer in the meadow 

across from the back yard fence.

If I still moved "in a flash"

I would have been out the door that quickly.

But even though I moved more slowly

there they were...

two lovely dark deer

I am not sure why their coats are dark

but it probably has something to do with

the season.

They had come up from the dry creek bed,

through the bushes that line their home ---

wherein the sap rises

and the bushes are beginning

to have that lovely rosy spring glow.

I have been told that there is a little fawn, as well

but I have not seen him/her yet.

Just as I have not seen a Robin this spring...

Lots of chickadees, but I watch in vain

for a sweet red breast.

My son tell me that the orchard is full of them,

up on the hill.

I remember that Charles and I used to watch them in the spring,

as they crowded into the fruit trees

where the fermented apples hung, unpicked.

So I suppose that's where they are now!!!

Tippling at the bar!

(This, of course, is a more sedate robin

but I was not able to get a picture of the rowdy sippers)

When Bruce and I came in

I was faced with half a dozen tea towels

which had been washed and pressed

and their hems turned up with a hot iron,

but still lacking the stitching to ensure

the hems stayed in place!!!

Here they are off the loom

and stretched out in the hallway,

flanked by the rest of the winter's weaving

and before they were cut apart.

I started hemming while I watched the news

but was soon dissuaded from this

as the news, as usual,  was so depressing.

It pays only to indulge in the

news the bulbs and the new flowers bring, - 

that spring is approaching as usual

and despite how we mess things up

nature will have her way with us, eventually!

Take care 

in spite of all the weirdness

it is still a wonderful world!!

And we still have fickle April to advance

us into May, that glorious month........