Perennial garden at Colonial Williamsburg. So lovely! via
Monday, March 31, 2014
March is Going Out Like A Lamb
After a cold morning with hail, it turned out to be a spectacular day, after all. There is only a small amount of snow left in the front driveway where it was piled over my head by the snowplow man. The ground is still wet from three days of rain, but March appears to be going out like a lamb, after all. I know that is probably not the case everywhere, but I'm glad it's ringing true here at the cottage. Webster and Tabitha are thrilled too. xo
Seaside Cottage in Norway
One of the people I follow on Instagram posted this photo and I love it. Have you ever seen a more enchanting cottage? I love the architectural style and how it somehow seems private even though it's in a picturesque village. I want to see more of both.
We had hail yesterday and this morning. Webster and I got caught in it last evening and he couldn't wait to get back inside. I had an umbrella but he had no protection at all and really got pelted. I don't think it hurt but it surely was loud.
Sunday, March 30, 2014
Call The Midwife - Season 3 Tonight
Tonight is the Season 3 Premier on PBS at 8PM. I'm so glad it comes on early so don't forget to set your DVR. I love this show. Afterwards is Season 2 Premier of Mr. Selfridge.
Old Photos: My Brother and Me
Did this roving pony and photographer visit your neighborhood when you were a kid?
My brother Tim. He didn't need any props from the photographer. He came fully dressed in his Hopalong Cassidy outfit he got for Christmas. He wore it until it was either worn out or outgrown, I can't remember which.
Tim's inner and outer cowboy, back in the saddle again.
I wore my own clothes but the hat was probably a prop. I don't remember ever wanting to be a cowgirl. My brother always got up a little bit earlier than I did on Saturday mornings and I was forced to watch Cowboys and Indians because he beat me to the TV.
My inner cowgirl. I've never been at home in the saddle.
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Snowdrops On Ice
I was shocked when I saw these snowdrops near my front door today when Webster and I went out in the rain. I honestly didn't see them yesterday when I was transplanting on the other side of the walk. They are actually coming up through thin slushy ice. I guess they just couldn't wait any longer. I usually get them in February and it's almost April. WOW!
Life's Little Instruction Book | Volume II | Page 74
I love the last one. I would go an extra step and make it a first edition.
My Violets will be coming soon.
When I was transplanting my snowdrops yesterday, I unearthed some grape hyacinths that will be coming up too. Later in the spring my wild violets will be lined up against my brick wall.
They are my favorite wildflowers. They come up in the lawn too, before the first mowing. It rained during the night and is a gloomy Saturday with off again, on again rain. I don't mind in the least. Maybe the last of my snow will melt. See you later. xo
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