Friday, April 23, 2021

 April 15th, 2021

A sunny day, - the leaves are slowly unfolding on the tree outside my window, - through it's branches I see the blossoms on the neighbour's small apricot tree, and further along the beautiful blue sky that enchants me and invites me to take Bruce out with me whilst I enjoy a mid-morning cup of coffee.

Off we go!!

April 22nd, 2021

Well, one would wonder where we were 'off to' - certainly not to continue this bits and pieces of blog......

Perhaps I will try again.  Spring, and it is a wonderfully sunny day, - the leaves have probably quadrupled in size and the early fruit tree blossoms decorate the hillside orchards, - soon the apple blossoms will unfold, and I will be back in my memories to 'apple blossom time' and what the phrase meant to the romance that Charles and I fell into in May of 1943.....

I got lost in memories, and now it is April 23rd, but perhaps I will finish this post before I go out into the sunshine and inspect the growing peonies and yellow daisies....  Frank  (SIL) cut the lawns yesterday - a sure sign that Summer looms and will follow Spring in great haste....  I look forward to going for a drive through the valley, and perhaps will hear a meadowlark, or two.  Being 96 and bereft of a driver's license keeps me from enjoying a quick spring time trip  but I am thankful for sons who volunteer their chauffeuring time and skills.  And thankful for earlier times when Charles and I dawdled through the valley and the hills and 'made memories' that are so precious to me now.

I take the camera out into the garden and capture some of its early loveliness......



and in the house branches of forsythia brighten up every corner.....


|Maybe this afternoon we will go in search of apple blossoms, although it is a little early for them yet.....

Still, - hope springs eternal, and there might even be a bluebird, or two.


5 comments:

Morning's Minion said...

I am envious of your hellebore, haven't had the courage to try it here, thinking it wouldn't survive our hot/humid summers. Forsythia has faded and the redbud and dogwood are dropping their blossoms, receding quietly into their usual role of under-story trees. A season of fleeting beauty.

Debby said...

Just this morning it was snowing here. Glad to see your post today.

Olde Dame Holly said...

I treasure your posts. Sometimes I also get lost in memories, especially if I see magnolia blossoms in profusion. Another time, another place! I think your forsythia branches are just enchanting! They do light up where ever they are placed, sunshine growing on a branch!

John "By Stargoose And Hanglands" said...

We're a little ahead of you with the unfolding of Spring, but you'll soon catch up! I'm told there are some people who fail to notice the changing seasons, I feel sad for them.

Ellen D. said...

Yesterday, my sister and I took a hike through the forest preserve along the river that meanders through our city. We went to see the annual blooming of the bluebells that fill the fields along the path. Such beauty and we wonder who first planted them and we are amazed at how they have spread.
Thanks for posting!