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Created a blog specifically for Art

Hopefully everyone in my family has found my newest blog that relates specifically to art, which will leave this blog to focus on family, farm, and fotography. Sorry, just could not resist!

http://kathrynaultnoble.wordpress.com

It has been so windy the last week that getting any type of floral close-up has been impossible but I am hoping to get some decent shots today of all the Spring shoots that are basking in the almost sunny day.

Yesterday I worked for hours rebuilding paths and raking rocks out of the flower beds. The chickens were all gathered at their fence glaring at me as I undercovered worms just out of their reach. It is satisfying to be cleaning up the yard knowing that the chicken creatures will not undo it right behind me. When they scratch, it throws rocks 10 feet in every direction, so the gravel pathways are now mixed in with the dark composed soil. I do have a nice mounted screen that separates out the rocks and larger debris, but it is a slow process.

The sun is trying to warm my deck so I will go out now and appreciate its attempts on my behalf!

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The Song of Robins. . .

beckoned me outside today, even though I had just told my mother I was going to ignore the outdoors and get that painting finished. I just could not help myself! So I swept up the white lime off the deck where the bottom had let loose yesterday, then rinsed it all away. Then I prepared one tray of pots and soil for my tomatoes and put in the label stakes. . . Black Brandywine, Black Cherry, and Black from Tula. . .which were my favorites from last year. The seeds will go in tomorrow.

Then I headed for the back patio area and began to rake out the leaves, again, and finished the dead heading. I filled two large black bags of leaves and trimmings. Hopefully it will look like this again. . .

The Japanese Maples are starting to leaf out in the most delicate shapes, something I find utmost pleasure in. I am guessing that is why I have over 100 of them! I only saw 6 that did not survive which is better than I had originally thought after that horrid heat wave last year, and then the hard freeze early in the Winter. Both events were record breaking weather for this area, but most of my perennials seem to have survived.

Pottering About

C said, on March 13, 2010 at 5:36 PM

Not “crazy”… I call it ECCENTRIC… ;o)
…and I grew up next to an eccentric old woman who spent a lot of time in her yard gardening and pottering about. I found it quite exciting to make friends with her when no one else would! Most of the time she would vigorously “shoo” the kids from anywhere near her house. But I would visit her back porch by myself and sometimes she would let me in… one time to watch her iron using 2 cast irons that she heated alternately on her gas stove. Fascinating! And she finally accepted me well enough that she brought me the most fabulous corn bread sticks when I was home sick from school (made with lard, no doubt). And once I even got her to let me and 2 friends in the front door to sit in the parlor for a little bit. We found the carpet with the cabbage roses absolutely thrilling!

See, you have already and may again have the opportunity to make memories for the next generation! Carry on!

That is a wonderful story C! I was illustrating it in my head. R and I have a few books planned, but working on true stories about people who made a difference is intriguing to me. Flesh that one out a bit more, write as much as you can possibly remember. Describe every detail of how she looked, her home, and also exactly how you felt as a result of your special encounter.

You just made my day with that story. I love to watch children as they come here to pet the goats and bunnies. Every time I walk the goats, children pour out to meet me and try to pet the goats, who of course are not wild about the idea.

I also ponder the unfolding relationship with R, who I let onto my back porch and into my parlor with the cabbage rose carpet. Yep, actually have one! It is not easy being eccentric and allowing someone to live with you!

And now E is living here. When I drove out to pick him up, he was standing in the rain looking pretty beat down by life. A lost boy with no place to live is now happy, thriving, and working diligently on his wonderful creative project. He seems to enjoy my eccentricity and looks at me with a bemused smile as I talk to the cats, or myself. ; )