me & angel sitting on the porch…waiting…we wait always
i was thinking do I ever get tired of waiting for those that i love to realize how I feel…..
i never get tired actually of waiting for hearts that I love…it makes me stronger somehow ❤
Month: May 2015
I got smart & transplanted native plants…wildflowers
after nearly killing all the plants I bought when I bought this land….I decided I would
transplant wildflowers…I have a dear friend that is a master gardener and she said
“Mick you have native Hostas…from the hostas family but it flowers…”
my friend since jr. high Jeanna….after 25+ years she visited my dry land….and she said….
“Mick I love the transplant idea.”
So here they are! Jeanna Caroline!!!
~ღ~but this heart connections that ties my heart to yours
~ღ~but this heart connections that ties my heart to yours,
it holds loosely, freely and completely…because sometimes this is all your heart can stand~ღ~
when the fence is low…water rising…fear is rising…i offer my rope…my hope
when the fence is low…water rising…fear is rising…i offer my rope…my hope
when the fence is low
i offer my rope…here
my hope…here
call me the breeze~I~breeze
call me the breeze~I~breeze~~~kiss your cheek kiss your eyes embrace your face~call me the breeze
Route 66 closed
more rain…surprise
bring on the rain
but there are bunnies…I can smell them
Angel loves bunnies. They live in the field and eat that clover right at the edge. I watch for them and make noise so they will run before Angel sees them. She loves to chase them. She stops of course because I trained her to but it’s so funny to watch her sniff the air to smell for them! I wonder what bunnies smell like?
P.S. Bling I thought you might enjoy this one!
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