Lavender and Old Lace

"come into the garden. . . the cloistered spot where golden lilies tinkled, thrushes sang, and every leaf breathed peace." 'Lavender and Old Lace' ~Myrtle Reed~

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"I've always thought my flowers had souls. . . they seem like real people to me. I've seen the roses rubbing their cheeks together as if they loved eachother, and the forget-me-nots are little blue-eyed children, half afraid of rest." 'Lavender and Old Lace' ~Myrtle Reed~

Friday, June 22, 2007

Second Day of Summer

Summer's here with it's warm sunny days and gorgeous blue skies. Yesterday the summer was ushered in with almost black clouds rushing in from the south and passing over us. Now there are just a few masses of grey clouds lingering over our country side. Our field is full of white daisies and yellow dandelions and the forest is sporting white blackberry blossoms and cherries that are just beginning to ripen. There are whisperings of all sorts of good things that our bit of land has to offer this summer, I can't hardly wait to discover the secrets it's been hiding until the weather warmed up a little bit.

posted by Bethany | 9:33 AM