An article in this morning's paper caught my eye: the author put forth some suggestions on how to flip a typically negative person onto a road of positive thinking. It's not that the suggestions weren't obvious, but one small item made me smile: the author, herself a senior-ish person, described how each morning, her routines take her past a pack of toddlers on their way to some activity or other. She has taken to interacting with them -- throwing out a greeting, a smile, a high five, a word of encouragement. And this just puts her in such a good mood!
I understand that. You'll see today two sets of photos -- those of my early morning glimpses of spring at the farmette. In the second set, you'll see spring, but with Snowdrop in the thick of things. The hope is that you'll see our spring just a tiny bit through her eyes. And really, if the smile is already there for the first set of photos, it should grow ten fold for the second.
And I must add, that from an adult perspective, the day was beautiful but kind of drippy, too. That is, all the female members of our family here are dripping away with the sniffles -- enough so that it would threaten to dampen the spirit of so many of us. But now Snowdrop. She takes on the world despite these inconveniences. All you have to do is follow along and smile.
First then, the beautiful morning flowers, now finally showing off their pretty faces.
Cheepers! Leave them alone! Please do not knock down another daffodil. Please. (Ed, the defender of the cheepers, responds -- oh, there are plenty of flowers. Really. And the fallen ones will only grow back stronger next year!)
The buds on the trees are robust now. A couple of warm days and there you have it -- we are green. We've arrived!
Breakfast on the porch! (Ed, you look too serious in the photo!)
(Let me include another of just the flowers...)
And then I go and pick up Snowdrop for a lunch date with gaga at Madison Sourdough.
Afterwards, she wants adventure! Here's her "take on the world" pose.
I pull out the troller and we walk the neighborhood. Oh, the flowers!
Such beautiful spring flowers!
And then we are home, at the farmette. (I'd pulled back her hair with a ribbon... She discovered it as we got out of the car. So long, ribbon!)
I had purchased a watering can more to Snowdrop's size and she has been wanting very much to water "her strawberries." Today, we set out to do this. Her devotion to the task and commitment to soaking every plant made even serious faced Ed smile and smile! Three pics from this project:
And when I really thought the berries had had enough for one day, to avert disappointment, I let Snowdrop water the daffodils. Why not?!
A run through the front yard among the blue flowers...
A peek at the tomato seedlings...
And one last run out back, before I have to rein her in and insist on a nap.
Storms came through this afternoon and the air is decidedly cooler now, in the evening. We don't mind. There's enough spring beauty out there for now. We'll take the time to let it sink in before we move on to the next thrilling stage of this most beautiful season.
I understand that. You'll see today two sets of photos -- those of my early morning glimpses of spring at the farmette. In the second set, you'll see spring, but with Snowdrop in the thick of things. The hope is that you'll see our spring just a tiny bit through her eyes. And really, if the smile is already there for the first set of photos, it should grow ten fold for the second.
And I must add, that from an adult perspective, the day was beautiful but kind of drippy, too. That is, all the female members of our family here are dripping away with the sniffles -- enough so that it would threaten to dampen the spirit of so many of us. But now Snowdrop. She takes on the world despite these inconveniences. All you have to do is follow along and smile.
First then, the beautiful morning flowers, now finally showing off their pretty faces.
Cheepers! Leave them alone! Please do not knock down another daffodil. Please. (Ed, the defender of the cheepers, responds -- oh, there are plenty of flowers. Really. And the fallen ones will only grow back stronger next year!)
The buds on the trees are robust now. A couple of warm days and there you have it -- we are green. We've arrived!
Breakfast on the porch! (Ed, you look too serious in the photo!)
(Let me include another of just the flowers...)
And then I go and pick up Snowdrop for a lunch date with gaga at Madison Sourdough.
Afterwards, she wants adventure! Here's her "take on the world" pose.
I pull out the troller and we walk the neighborhood. Oh, the flowers!
Such beautiful spring flowers!
And then we are home, at the farmette. (I'd pulled back her hair with a ribbon... She discovered it as we got out of the car. So long, ribbon!)
I had purchased a watering can more to Snowdrop's size and she has been wanting very much to water "her strawberries." Today, we set out to do this. Her devotion to the task and commitment to soaking every plant made even serious faced Ed smile and smile! Three pics from this project:
And when I really thought the berries had had enough for one day, to avert disappointment, I let Snowdrop water the daffodils. Why not?!
A run through the front yard among the blue flowers...
A peek at the tomato seedlings...
And one last run out back, before I have to rein her in and insist on a nap.
Storms came through this afternoon and the air is decidedly cooler now, in the evening. We don't mind. There's enough spring beauty out there for now. We'll take the time to let it sink in before we move on to the next thrilling stage of this most beautiful season.
