People who love to eat are always the best people. – Julia Child
Cookies are made with butter and love.
Only the pure in heart can make a good soup. – Ludwig Beethoven
If God had intended us to follow recipes, He wouldn’t have given us grandmothers. – Linda Hemley
A party without cake is just a meeting!
Strawberries are what make life taste wonderful. ―
Because everything is better with bacon, right?
It’s Spring. Birds are trilling in the trees, woodpeckers are knocking themselves silly, and the frogs by the pond are thrumming in a monastic chorus!
Sometimes you don’t have to go much further than your own backyard.
And One Little Froggy
Birds do it. Bees do it. Even educated fleas do it. Let’s do it. Let’s fall in love. Cole Porter
Nature invites us to experience it with all of our senses, including our sense of touch. Silky and smooth, hard and rough, hot or cold, fluffy, furry or fuzzy. Well, maybe not everything should be touched – poison ivy and bumblebees, for example. Even isolated at home, there are wonders in nature to be savoured, if you take the time to look for them.
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. – Hal Borland
Moss is popular for her unusual beauty, but what distinguishes her is that she is accessible and down to earth. – Rita Clifton
Green moss shines there with ice encased; The long grass bends its spear-like form; And lovely is the silvery scene When faint the sun-beams smile. –Robert Southey
This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, stand like druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
This week, Cee Neuner’s Black & White Photo Challenge: was Words that end in “ock”. I knew right away that I was going to pick one of my favourite places in the world – sitting on the dock of a friend’s cottage. It’s on a river, not a bay, but somehow I am now whistling Otis Redding’s song, Dock of the Bay. You too? You’re welcome!
Sometimes I read a book or take photos. But mostly it’s been the perfect place to wrestle with my own thoughts. Occasionally I make notes. In the evening, when it gets too dark to see and all the boats are silent, I just watch the sun set and breathe.
Sittin’ in the mornin’ sun
I’ll be sittin’ when the evenin’ comes
Special thanks to Big Guy for catching me having a quiet moment early one morning last summer.
I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Monday was Family Day. It was clear and cold, but I had to make a quick stop at the park on the way out of town after visiting my family.
First I took photos of the FLOCK.
Then I took photos of the STACK.
As well as photos of the PARK.
Finally, I took photos of the WORKERS on the train TRACK.
Walk your own path and be yourself.