A Birds View, and a Bit of Mine.

Hi Everyone, I can not believe I have been away for so long,

where have I been?

In my yard,

we put in a rock garden in front of the house

and now because the 50 foot pine tree is gone

we get to enjoy the afternoon sun.

Flowers have come up although some did not make 

it through the last snow storm that we had,

but there is always next year.

The lilacs are just about to open.

I always enjoy this time of the year.

I am mesmerized by the beauty of the Lily of the Valley,

the delicate white flowers among the green leaves.

Every year there seems to be more.

My Bleeding Hearts are doing awesome this year.

I have two of them that I transplanted from my Mom

when she moved.

Oh such sweet bliss.

But the one that is doing the best of all are

Le Dandelion......

I dig some it seems every day.

The north side of my house is atrocious

and we had laid down the black cloth so no weeds would grow.

What say ye....Looks like weed to me.

so when I have not been gardening or busy with my flowers

I have become an avid Birdwatcher.

The pigeons from next door , at last count 22 of them.

Needless to say I do a lot of cleaning up after them

with the water hose.

But like they say 

Shit Happens!

ha sorry!

The robins are my favorite,

I love watching them in the bird bath.

They seem quite interested in me too.

I think they know I will protect them from the pets.

I caught this one having a bath, it stayed there for about

ten minutes. It gave me great pleasure to see it playing

with me only about two feet away.

However

the magpies seem diligent in making their whereabouts know

and somehow manage to show up.

This particular one teases the dog.

My favorite is watching these at the bird feeder

which used to be my Dads.

Many hours were spent watching the hummingbirds at the farm.

It was something my Dad and I had in common.

Today I was reminded of the many hours and talks and love

of nature and the outdoors that we shared.

Tomorrow my Dad will have been gone for three years.

I am amazed at how we still feel him so close to us.

I am also amazed  at how love goes on, and somehow

we manage and we are able to get through any thing,

and with his death has come an understanding of how life continues 

and a strange peaceful feeling has come over me

and I can sit back and I smile

remembering my Dad.

................

In death love continues to grow,

and somehow a new sense of understanding,

of no longer questioning or searching or needing to know Why,

but just living your best Every Day.

In so doing I find myself at peace.

I love you Dad!

Be well my friends,

Until next time,

Cinner