I drive past a field of Alpacas every time I go into town. As I drive by, I always think to myself how much I love, love, love seeing them. So yesterday, I decided to stop and say hello.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
The valley is in full blossom. Everywhere you look, you see cherry blossoms, pear blossoms, peach blossoms and apple blossoms.
It's an exciting time of the year here in orchard country. The earth has been stirring from its winter slumber for weeks now, slowly awakening into the bright-eyed and bushy tailed blossoms that is spring. The sense of renewal is palpable.
There's also a tantalizing anticipation for summer to come and an eagerness to watch all the various trees go from delicate spring blossoms, to voluptuous summer fruits. And the fruit is sweet.
Last summer I remember stopping in at the Organic Grower's Association down the road to see if I could buy a few peaches. I asked him if they were super sweet and juicy and he got out his knife and sliced me a taste. They were. They only sold them by the case so of course, I bought the case.
We ate fresh organic peaches morning, noon and night. We'd even have them for dessert. You'd think one would tire of the same fruit day in and day out for weeks on end but we never did. I made a couple of peach pies with them but other than that, they were eaten as they came, plucked fresh from the tree they grew on.
Happy glorious spring and summer to come...
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
...to find the universal elements
enough; to find the air and the water
exhilarating; to be refreshed by a
morning walk or an evening saunter...to
be thrilled by the stars at night; to be
elated over a bird's nest or a wild flower
in spring - these are some of the rewards
of the simple life.
I only went out for a walk, and finally
concluded to stay out till sundown, for
going out, I found, was really
Monday, April 20, 2009
Despite owning our house for over two years now, this will be the first summer that I will have a flower garden. I did do a few window boxes one summer but other than that, our focus has been entirely on our house. Also, the yard has been a construction zone filled with lumber, gravel and mud.
For the past few months I have begun researching and planning for our flower garden, and I can't tell you how very happy it's made me. I can't wait to watch the yard blossom! Also, having always been someone who loves to adorn her house with fresh cut flowers, I absolutely cannot wait to make beautiful bouquets from the garden.
So far I've brought home the following:
Nikko Blue Hydrangea
David Austin, Heritage
David Austin, Glamis Castle
David Austin himself.
Well, no I haven't brought home David Austin (the handsome man that he is) - but I have absolutely fallen head over heels in love with his roses - as so many do. Curious to know what brilliant, genius of a man created such magnificent old-fashioned roses, I decided to learn a little more about him. Go here to read more about him. What a beautiful man - in - every - single - way. ; )
Note: Only top image is mine. All other images were obtained online.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
We walked down to see the horses tonight. This is beautiful Riley. Before we were formally introduced, we use to call him Summer. His light coat, blond mane and sunny disposition just made him the perfect Summer.
One thing I just love about Riley is his comfort with being close. He'll rest his chin on your shoulder and just stand with you, taking in the scenery, breathing you in, rearranging your hair if need be.
Here he is breathing in hubby. Hubby is determined to keep his mouth closed while Riley is searching, searching, searching for just the right spot.
I'm not as cautious as you can see. He loves to make me laugh and tickle me with his warm summer breath.
Monday, April 6, 2009
After our glorious day at the beach, we approached Sunday with house-chore vigor.
First, we finally got to paint the porch fascia thanks to the warm temperatures and sunny skies!
Sometimes one needs to take in the vastness of the ocean air and feel sand between their freshly thawed winter toes. Hubby and I did just that over the weekend (although Lucy dog was the only one who felt the sand between her toes).