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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Freedom



Yesterday was Memorial Day.  This holiday is meant to honor those who gave their lives so that we might be free from tyranny.  We spent the long holiday weekend at a beautiful beach house on the Chesapeake Bay in Scotland, Maryland, with our grown children and their spouses.  The breeze off the Bay brought the cooling wind and the soothing sound of the waves.  Here are some photos that capture the feel of our lovely experience.  If you haven't already, click on both songs above so you'll get the full experience:

The back of the house from the driveway leading to our little bit of paradise

A side view

This is the front facing the bay

Our view of the Bay from the 3rd floor living room 

And the view to the side of the pond behind

Looking down the stairwell from the sitting area of the 4th floor master suite 



The view from the 3rd floor

The rest of the front view from the 3rd floor 

The view from the side toward the beach--Point Lookout State Park is in the far distance--the former site of a fort built by Confederate prisoners of war


And the rest of the view from the side toward the pond

Our first morning's sunrise!

Even Gabriel is captivated by the views

And here it comes....the sun!

The sunrise from the outside dining porch on the 3rd floor

There I am reading my morning devotionals from our 4th floor bedroom porch

The view of the pond from the 4th floor balcony off the back of the house


This bird is at the top of one of the pine trees

Some of our crew are taking the kayaks out

Meanwhile we take Gabriel for a walk on the beach

One of his discoveries

Our kayakers are heading up the shoreline to an estuary

A walk along the shoreline brought this interesting scene

This is where the estuary empties into the Bay

An Osprey on an abandoned pier

A lone Daylily 

One of the crabs they caught in the estuary

Our last evening we built a campfire and made Smores.  Ah.......

When we were younger we never dreamed we'd ever be able to spend a long weekend in such a beautiful place.  The years of just getting by, the unexpected expenses along the way....but wise investments, and steady work have afforded us special moments like this in our retirement.  We're more than grateful for these moments and being able to share them with our family only makes me even more appreciative of all that we've been given in the way of opportunities to build a life we cherish. 

This is what true freedom is all about--being given a chance to live your life to the fullest.  Thank you to the many who have sacrificed their lives and to all those who loved them so that we may have this freedom.

























Monday, May 21, 2012

Serenade to Spring


Spring will be over soon....not officially for several weeks, but weatherwise the heat will begin to take it's toll on my garden.  For now I shall enjoy it!  Won't you come along with me.....

The roses are in full bloom!

This climbing rose bloomed pink for several years, then suddenly these red roses appeared on the stem.  And now this year white roses have appeared alongside the pink and red.  This rose was obviously grafted onto another rose(s) to make pink flowers, but the original plant has found it's "voice" and exerted itself.  It reminds me how for many of us our true selves lie dormant, waiting to finally emerge.


I also have wild roses blooming in my garden.  They never change color.  They are not susceptible to black spot, powdery mildew, or pests.  What does that say about being who you are meant to be rather than something you are not!

I found a darling statue at a yard sale at a give away price, painted it with sand paint to make it look like stone and now the little boy graces my garden communing with the tiny bird resting on his hand--a lovely reminder to take time to notice the littlest of creatures.

 The honeysuckle is in bloom, too!  Such a sweet fragrance....and it brings the sweet hummingbirds to our front porch.

 These lilies, leftover from Easter a number of years ago, are about to bloom.  Expectation is part of the joy of a garden.

 I captured this large bumblebee on the Baptisa with my camera.

 And he obliged me a little longer so I could get this video of him.

 The Snow-in-Summer is in bloom, a sure sign summer is on the way.

 A view of my garden from the driveway at the bottom of the steps....

 Gabriel wants to be on my side of the gate.

These are the Evening Primroses in the background spilling over into the path.



And poor, poor, Poetry longing to be out in the garden with us, but with the neighborhood cats that roam it is not safe for her to be out and about. 

 I shall leave you with this lovely saying.....


Thursday, May 17, 2012

Bunnies and Books

I have a guest room inundated with rabbits!  This is a pajama bag....see all the bunnies in Mother Rabbit's apron?


And the bunnies climbing over the dish?


Here they're hanging onto the dollhouse and lampshade.


Then there's my collection of bunny rabbits and children's books about rabbits that I keep on top of the curio cabinet in this room.  




 This is the book that got me started collecting books about rabbits:


The flyleaf says, "Children will delight in the antics of these riotously funny rabbits as they join in the mad search for baby."  My youngest son did, indeed, love it. 

Among the other books I have are books from the Bunnykins series:



This classic book from 1922 was given to me by a friend when I was in my 30's:


HERE is a cute animated version of the very popular book "Guess How Much I Love You".



I love Patience Brewster's illustrations:



And the most famous rabbit of all, of course:


Childhood should be a time of play and imagination.  I loved playing house with my dolls, collecting charms from the penny gumball machine and trading them with my girlfriends, riding my bike, and playing at the big ditch in the huge pipe where tadpoles lived.  There were a few TV shows I liked to watch, like Father Knows Best and the Mickey Mouse Club, but if I could be outside or at a friend's house, that's where you'd find me.  I didn't read except for what was required at school, although I did like to look through my "How and Why" books before going to sleep each night.  

I think that's why I love children's books now and have written a few of my own stories for children (I have posted some HERE).  Somehow I missed out on all these great books for children during my growing up years.  I didn't know about Beatrix Potter or Tasha Tudor or any of the other great picture book artists.  And I never read Little Women or Nancy Drew either.  

I read to my boys at naps and bedtime everyday and discovered books like "Little Bear", the Dr. Seuss books, "Curious George", "Clifford the Big Red Dog", "Where the Wild Things Are", and the Berenstain Bear books...the list is endless.  Because I had all boys I did not discover all the wonderful girl picture books with matching dolls, such as Madeline and Angelina Ballerina, until I was grown and saw them at yard sales.  

I've been collecting all the children's books I love under the pretense they're for my future grandchildren, but in truth they're there on my shelf to transport me back to a time where play and imagination were OK things to spend time doing.  Where, as long as your homework was done, you were allowed to run outside and be yourself.  

Childhood....that's what it is....a time to be yourself....and books are a way to help you discover who that is by exposing you to all sorts of places and people and imaginings that you'd never find in your own neighborhood.

HERE is the end scene from the Peter Rabbit video to get your imagination stirred up....