~at the end of the day~

I am always tired at the end of the day.  Out my kitchen window  I see the day begin and then  much later I watch it come to an end.  I love having a window right at my kitchen sink.

I am loving these longer days.  There is so much more light after dinner I can easily go outside and work in the garden. It is so quiet and peaceful.

At the end of the day, while having a glass of red wine, I reflect on what I have done and what I need to do.  I am hopeful that it will be enough.

~and so it begins~

I transplanted  lettuce a few short days ago.  Ample rain storms have followed. 

This has resulted in my first spring dinner! YUM!!

Chicken tenders coated in Panko, cooked in a cast iron skillet.  Atop a lovely plate of salad.  Ranch dressing added.  It was so good!  Lettuce varieties: arugula, red sails, and buttercrunch.

~Early in the morning~

I love being the first person up in the morning.  The house is quiet and calm.  Children, dogs, and husband are still asleep.  The cats come and say hello. One will drink a little milk while I make my first cup of coffee.

So quiet.  So calm.  The day stretches out before you with so many possibilities. What will  today bring?

The sun begins to rise.  Softly glowing, partly hazy.

Everything is so fresh and so newly green.

It is in the quiet of the morning where I find endless possibilities of what the day may bring.

It is good to be hopeful.

~Spring in my garden~

The day began cold and gray and damp.  It did not seem likely I would see the sun.

Until.. just a bit later, the gray clouds burned off and left behind bright blue clear skies. Fabulous!!

I went straight to the garden center, my vision intact.  I have a wish list for each season, usually I forget what these things are until the  season rolls around.  Sweet shrub, Star Magnolia,  winter honeysuckle, forsythia, more camellias, the list goes on and on.

Even though I am convinced I need to add more to my garden, I love to just take in the views  that already exist. I have no problem overlooking the weeds and mess, just to focus on the beauty of a single flower.  My spirit is always uplifted.

Spring is a new beginning.  I shake off the darkness that has cloaked me through the winter months.  As I peel off  layers of clothes, my feet are bare, my shoulders and arms are warmed by the afternoon sun. I feel like an old tree whose sap begins to run, I start to feel brand new. I am waking up again, fueled by mother natures beauty.   Every spring I am amazed by how dark the winter was.

I very much welcome this new beginning.

~for note keeping purposes: I transplanted a languishing camellia, planted a forsythia, a “Jane” magnolia, and found a Japanese Rose blooming, I wondered if it was a weed for a few days, until I realized what it was. I had completely forgotten about that one.  I can mark this one off my list! 

~also, according  to the map, the hummingbirds arrived as of March 25th.  I will continue to wait patientlyas my feeder is hung and my newly planted hummingbird container fills out.

~amazing what a little rain will do~

Enjoy your weekend, I hope you find some warm sun shine on you!

~Yesterday was a good day~

I came across this quote from   Camilla’s blog Bloom , it struck a chord with me.

   People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.  Forgive them anyway.

            If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.  Be kind anyway.

            If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.  Succeed anyway.

           If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.  Be honest and sincere anyway.

            What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.  Create anyway.

            If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.  Be happy anyway.

            The good you do today, will often be forgotten.  Do good anyway.

         Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.  Give your best anyway.

         In the final analysis, it is between you and God.  It was never between you and them anyway.

-this version is credited to Mother Teresa, it was written on the wall of her home for children in Calcutta, India.

Isn’t this a wonderful thought? I think it is!!

 ~I have been cutting many bouquet’s of Camellia’s.

The garden is back to life and I am so thankful for that. I had come to believe that I would not feel the garden call me, that I would feel the love to garden again, I lost my joy somewhere between the death of my brother and then my father. 

It is hard to explain, my garden was always my refuge from the stress of life, it was my buffer from the real world to my own world.   Yet for the last few years, it just was neither a buffer or a refuge.  I came to resent this garden and I wanted no part of it. How sad, but true..

Somewhere between the sun shining and the little buds that have turned to blooms, I am feeling the pull.  As I peer out my kitchen window, it is calling me. The garden is calling me! 

Baby steps here as I allow myself to go and get lost again in my very own garden.  I realize how much I have missed this quiet time.  I almost gave up, but I realize that my garden is  predictable and true.  As I rediscover my plant it is like finding my old familiar friends. It did not give up on me, it has simply been patiently waiting for me~ it was always there.  I know this is true.

~Cherry blooms over my head~

 

~lettuce and arugula happy from the rain this morning~

~Spring in a pot, planted in anticipation ~

 

 
My friends are on their way back!!!!
For this I am so thankful.

~Oh Mujadara and a little pondering~

This post really spoke to me… I was so over winter, just done with it. Yes, we had some sun and we have a few little bulbs popping up, but the majority of the landscape is dead brown & yuck. I know a few good rains will change all of that, but February is a killer for me. It is just a hard month and it drains me.  everything changes in March, the sun is warm and bright.  Everything has buds and there is so much promise in these early March days.

So, I decided to make mujadara. I actually found the idea from here, at Kyrie’s blog,  I just love her blog.  It simply inspires me.

The mujadara is so simple, but the taste is so fabulous. It is all in the onions. This dish is a start in the morning and let it sit all day because it just gets better with a little time behind it.

I have made this fantastic flatbread several times already, and it is a wonderful thing to serve with beans.  My husband says this flatbread reminds him of living in Iran (he lived there for  a short time with his mom and step-dad in the 70′s).  It is really good.  Please spend time reading Sara’s blog, wow, it is so fantastic. You will love it and be really inspired. I know I am ready to go live on a farm!!  Well, in my mind anyway!!

~these little cuties have nothing to do with anything, but I am eating these by the handful each and everyday, so fresh!

I don’t have pictures of the flatbread, but trust me when I say you should make it.  It is fast and easy and a perfect side to this yummy dish!

The way it is going now, we will have a day or two of nice dry sunny days, temps as high as 70ish, wonderful.  So, on these days we are outside. Playing on the front porch with sidewalk chalk and drawing and coloring in her  art journal while I pull a few weeds and try to cut down some of the shrubbery.  Gah- it is a jungle out there.  Then we spend a few days with cold rain and gray dreary skies. I know this will pass soon enough, but spring can play havoc sometimes.

I am so grateful for the wonderfullness of blogs and women all around the world, sharing and inspiring so many.  I have always thought computers bring the world to you, and it is really true. If you want to learn it, you can, if you want to see it, you can all because of this wonderful thing called the internet.  As a young girl I could have never imagined such a thing. Here we are now with so many possibilities. It never ceases to amaze me.

May you find something warm to eat, a bit of sun to shine on your face and  something that brings you just a little bit of wonder.  Happy weekend!!