I am not bound for any public place, but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees, and in the heat of the day climbed up into the healing shadow of the woods. Better than any argument is to rise at dawn and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup. ~Wendell Berry
Sunday, May 13, 2012
A Very Good Day
I had a wonderful Mothers Day.
Sometimes when I work as hard as I did yesterday
there is just nothing left for the next day.
But not so this time.
The weather was sunny with just a slight breeze.
And there is just no way that cannot energize me.
This rose bush is at our house in town.
I got out the wash tubs and planted a few flowers.
I wish all planting was that easy.
I planted the metal sunflowers.
There is another one in the garden.
You can see the house needs painting,
but check out that new roof job.
I had a few visitors.
I don't mind that they stop by unannounced
and find me interesting.
I mowed and mowed some more.
I love the looks of the green "carpet" after.
The farmers fields have a green tint.
The corn is coming up.
I spent some time watching Moab get a shower.
And I videoed him with his ball.
He loves his ball.
I am wondering if he wishes it were more....um....