remembrances

such lovely days

old rail fence along the new garden and orchard~

Our Creator would never have made such lovely days, and have given us the deep hearts to enjoy them, above and beyond all thought, unless we were meant to be immortal.

~ Nathaniel Hawthorne ~

heirloom Delaware chicks

heirloom tomato plants

with names like Mr Stripey, Pink Ox Heart,

Black Krim, Crimson Currant, red and yellow Brandywine

and

Cherokee Purple

it seems to me, at least in my experience,

that early breeds of chicks are much livelier,

bright eyed and bushy tailed...

or these little women were just so pleased

to be out of their mailing box.

It was all I could do to keep them in the basket to have

their likeness taken.

~We're ready for warm days in the gardens

and soft evenings on the porch ~

I hope this finds you all enjoying the same

if wishes were gardens....

~Tasha's spring gardens~

~~

"May I a small house and large garden have; and a few friends,

and many good books, both true, both wise, and both delightful too!

~~

from "the Wish"

~ Abraham Cowley~

17 th century English poet

~~~

delightful May has arrived and yet she has not graced us with

her much anticipated gift of fragrant lilacs.

No budded peony or heady scented bridal veil spirea that for many years has arched

over the brick paths on sweet May evenings.

My favorite mock orange that climbs and kisses the chimney bricks and porch railings...

has just a few timid leaves peeking out here and there.

The seedlings in the greenhouse have sprouted sturdy and green,

looking through the glass out at

barren and windy garden plots...they seem to snuggle down into the warm

earth of their pots and trays, waiting for warmer days that surely must come...

but when ?

my gentleman farmer always says "patience, my love"....

Potted heirloom lavenders, rose and lemon scented geranium, citrus scented thyme,

all wait in sunny windows for late spring days when they'll be planted down

in the old rail fenced garden.

There are lupines, poppies, wildflowers and herbs of every kind

All waiting for spring to forget her fickle ways

and grace us with warm soft

days and gentle evenings.

~

I hope that this finds you having real spring outside your door way.

love to you all,

Christine

I have not forgotten that I promised to share my new old rail fence with you.

Soon as all the crab apples are in full bloom!