Monday, May 30, 2016


A day of quiet.

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Work? Oh yes, of course. Plants to move, weeds to pull -- yes, I suppose you would call it work. But I don't rush it. I take the time to regard what's before me.

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We're reaching a transition now. First came the daffodils. Then we have the the peonies and irises. In another week we'll be moving on. For now, we're reeling in waves of great loveliness.

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A late breakfast on the porch...

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And again, pockets of work. Water this, support that. The new bloomers? A purple and yellow (german) iris...

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... and one purple against a bed of yellow (siberian) irises.

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 Oh, the beauty of a late spring garden!

Although it surely feels like summer. It's a warm day -- the kind of day that you know invite the storms the next day. But I can't worry in advance of it all.

(Chicken in purple.)

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I'm grilling for the family tonight. Snowdrop hasn't been to the farmhouse for a while. What does she find first? Penguin!

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Dinner is a total delight.

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Snowdrop loves her corn, her chicken brat, her asparagus.

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And -- no surprise there -- she just adores the farmette rhubarb cake with whipped cream.

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While the adults linger on the porch, I take Snowdrop for a walk. Oh, what a difference three weeks make in a little girl's life! Yes, there are elements of the same. Cheepers!

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But there is also the new twist or turn: a love of playing ball, for example.

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Perhaps the biggest challenge is keeping her out of the flowers.

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But really, is it so important? Yes, for the lessons it teaches about respect for growing things, but then, why do we let her pick dandelions? Besides, Snowdrop is not one to tear into a flower bed. She may pick one bloom -- always to give to a loved one nearby -- and then she'll return to her spirited play.

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I hope your Memorial Day was... grand.


  1. I love a one-year-old's sense of humor (after all these years, I had forgotten that they could even have a sense of humor)

    We were all playing a round robin game with Cadence and her play ball, and when Papa would do a header, as in soccer, and she would shriek and cackle and fall down laughing! Such simple joys! I feel so privileged to be part of her life. And you, Nina, and Ed, are especially lucky to see your little girl so often.

    PS the dress I loved so much? It's the little blue and white pattern - from Paris? - that is simple and looks like wind or waves. So expressive of her joy in movement.

    1. Not from Paris actually, but from the little town in Normandy. My daughter loves that one best as well.

      The reason you see so many seemingly new things on Snowdrop is that seasons change and she grows. For example -- that white/blue dress? Listed at 18 months but already too short... Snowdrop is very tall for her age and so the sizes can be tricky.

      And yes, Ed and I are so very lucky to have at least one young family nine minutes down the road from us...

  2. Did you choose the ball to match the dress?! Perfect combo!

    I'm amazed that Snowdrop can eat corn on the cob... buttered?

    1. No, not buttered. Those little hands get greasy enough from the brats! :)


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