Thanks for stopping by. Visitors are such fun! I am delighted to share my world of wonder with you. Please come in and make yourself at home. You will most often find me in my garden room where I read, write, entertain, and just nestle in, to oooh! and aaah! at the ever changing seasons of life which nature parades past my windows.
From the cushioned comfort of my favorite nook, I watch snowflakes turn my winter garden into an intricate lacy fairyland as a myriad of my beautifully adorned feathered friends feast at my snow topped feeders. I am so tempted to go out, flop down in the snow, and make snow angels!
Fragrant spring rains usher in a kaleidoscope of pastel colors as my blooming shrubs and the fragrant lilac hedge outside my bay window provide a backdrop for flowering bulbs popping out of the frost free ground. Spring salad for the deer. Happy to open my windows, my heart sings listening to the symphony of warblers migrating through to arctic breeding grounds as sparrows return to nest in my hand painted bird house.
Magical summer returns, on lakeshore breezes, to the patio adjoining my garden room. With the floral perfumed backdrop of a rainbow of colors cascading from window boxes, my miniature fairy gardens and forty pots (yes! forty), filled with an assortment of hundreds of flowers, provide a carpet of color leading to my umbrella shaded table. My patio fountain offers a splashing musical backdrop, as, much to my delight, hummingbirds come, within an arms length, to drink the nectar of red flowers planted just for them. While birds splash in the birdbaths, the summer rhapsodies of katydids remind me of visits to Granny’s house. Glorious sunsets usher in lightning bugs and memories of carefree childhood summers when I caught them in my hands and peeked, in wide-eyed amazement, at nature’s tiny flashlights.
The woodsy aromas of fall usher in nature’s color palette of reds and oranges. Squirrels scurry to build leafy homes in my oak trees as spring’s birds briefly visit once again on their journey southward. Sitting with a cup of marshmallow topped hot chocolate, wrapped in a quilt, I flip back my memory pages to the days of the smell of burning leaves, when leaf raking blisters had not yet marred my tender childhood hands.
As my housebound furry felines provide entertainment, watching wide eyed as summer butterflies flit and flutter, or hopelessly pawing at ladybugs scurrying across exterior panes of glass, or “talking” to the chipmunk that scurries across the patio taunting them, or sleeping together on the wicker settee as snowflakes dance in the winter winds outside, know you are always welcome here.
I look forward to your visits as we share in nature’s magnificently magical world of wonder outside my windows. I happily will set aside my camera or writing tablet to get to know you better. I am eager to learn about your own special world of wonder.
