Be Still and Know...Then and Now

It's confirmed I've totally got the worst case of spring fever. I set out this morning to go to the Growers Outlet for all the necessaries for my veggie garden. I would drive for a few minute and then it would happen. I would spy out the passenger side window an amazing burst of dogwood trees or azaleas or creping phlox or blooming iris or tulips and on and on and on...well it's a good thing I did not get a ticket as each time this would happen I would forget momentarily that I was behind the wheel of my car. "Why no officer I have not been drinking but did you see how gorgeous that stand of flowering cherry trees were back there?" It is just to gorgeous, but I think I already said that. Now that I am trying to do Project 365 I also find myself fighting the impulse to just pull of to the side of the road and snap off a few dozen pictures of all these amazing vista's, but I restrained myself as I did in fact have a mission of buying my tomatoes and cucu...

I miss my old backyard! We moved into our first home about a year after my husband and I were married and then stayed there for 23 years. I know that is a long time. As I sit in my new house of just over two years, I long for the view I had from my old living room window. For as much as I miss my wonderful garden, I have to recognize that it did not “spring up” over night. I now have the opportunity to begin again with my blank slate of a back yard. Now when I say blank slate you may take my words literally for there is absolutely nothing in my back yard except for a few junipers hidden out of site on a small hill and a flat postage size area of Bermuda grass. Gone are the days of ¾ acre lots with beautiful hardwood trees. Now we have a lot barely bigger than the house that sits upon it, but in an effort to avoid complaining (I really do love my new house) I am trying to focus on the process of transforming my blank slate into something that will motivate me to open the blinds across t...